Текст песни Herbert GrГ¶nemeyer - Bochum
Herbert GrГ¶nemeyer - Bochum слова песни
your heartbeat`s of metal
it hammers out through the night
the foundation of prosperity
you`re a working town
don`t let them put you down
you bloom in your own way
bochum i call you home
bochum you`re in my bones
oh, glГјck auf - my home
you`re not a neon playground
there are no fashion shows here
you`re not a postcard for the tourists
here it`s the heart that counts
not the size of bank accounts
you`ve never sold yourself away
bochum...
may your smile shine on forever
through the cold dust it gleams
be proud of your tiny gardens
proud of your traffic lights
proud of your chimney-stacks
proud of your football team!
bochum ...
oh, glГјck auf
oh, glГјck auf
oh, glГјck auf - my home