Rosalie oh Rosalie what would the world be without her?
She sits in the Cafe Rex and drinks on the time she spent together
With her ex, but he’s gone, it’s already over fort wo years
She has never really gotten over it, she ponders in thought about it
A tear flies into the Espresso, the hair hangs in her face
An attractive guy sits down on the table and talks to her
“Hello!“ She looks up apathetically and feels like struck by lightning
For Rosalie it’s love at first sight
Rosalie – This rose is for you, my love
You look so sad as if someone died
How can this be? A beautiful woman with eyes like you (have)
All alone on a Sunday morning
Rosalie oh Rosalie she feels as if she was in paradise
He’s familiar to her and everything around them was suddenly silent
For half an eternity nobody has flirted with her anymore
He makes her compliments until she feels ashamed and blushes
He asks her for her name and she says: “Rosalie”
He says: “See, my love, I have a rose for you”
Hihi ... that’s very nice of you but it’s impossible for me to accept the rose
We’ve only known each other for a couple of minutes, I hope you understand this”
[b]She takes the rose and says: „How will I ever thank you for that?”
He lifts his opened and hand towards her and says it’ll be 5 Franks
“That’s not fair! That’s mean! I thought it was a gift for me“
He gets up „Goodbye“ and goes to the next table
”Hello beautiful woman, what’s your name?”
Melanie – This rose is for you, my love
Wie cha das si? Ä hübschi Frau mit Auge wie du