This will be a
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ringe-ding day
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding day
If I feel like singing out loud
Feel like jumping through the house and the streets
When a street musician, very elegantly
Bows for me with his hat in his hand
When it's morning and I already want to drink vodka
And spontaneously want to toast with the baker
Well, than it is not a question:
Today will once again be a day without one dissonant
This will be a
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ringe-ding day
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding day
If I laugh about a hand full of staples
And if I want to shoot the rooster from the tower
With a watercanon, in a balloon
Floating through the air and frolic with the sun
If I feel I can party for hours
And exchange the least for the most
Well, than it is not a question:
Today I will bring out an offer on a big carillon
This will be a
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ringe-ding day
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding day
If in a moment I will call a state secretary
To tell the joke of today
When I dance, when I wave, ask for noise
Well, then today I have found my groove
When in the evening I want to hire a beatband
For a formal dinner with the neighbours
When everything laughs, I say tonight:
This day was endlessly fine
This was a
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ringe-ding day
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding day
This was a
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ringe-ding day
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding day
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ringe-ding day
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding, ring-dinge-dinge-ding
Ring-dinge-dinge-ding day