When they have a wedding in the castles of the earls
the bride will have a crown in her head.
The wine and the champagne are the source of joy
but the hearts can be as cold as ice.
That's why I'd rather dance on the highway
when the forest hums the sound of music.
Come dance the golden waltz of the traveller!
Come with me, my girl, o-hoy!
In the castles the crowns shine a light
and the crystals sparkle.
To a traveller it makes no difference
as long as he has his love by his side.
He'll start to dance on the highway every time
he hears the forest hum the sound of music.
Come dance the golden waltz of the traveller!
Come with me, my girl, o-hoy!
Starry sky and a moonlit night
are the only signposts for the traveller.
If the belt gets too tight on the road
I can always stop by a new house.
There I will sing, sing and dance
while the forests hum the sound of music
Come dance the golden waltz of the traveller!
Come with me, my girl, o-hoy!
I'll choose one of the girls,
to love her in secret.
Even she won't know about my love,
it's the only thing to comfort me while I travel.
Now I dance while recalling her
and the forest hums the sound of music.
Come dance the golden waltz of the traveller!
Come with me, my girl, o-hoy!