Fürstenfeld [English translation]

After all the day comes to an end and the night begins

Someone is singing "Blowin' In The Wind" in the Kärntner Street

He has on a green coat, he's standing there totally forlorn

And St.Stephen's(Cathedral) is watching down onto the poor Styrian boy

He'd like to try his luck in the big foreign city

He believed that his music would launch him onto the title page of the Rennbahnexpress (newspaper)

Now the dream is over, burst like soap bubbles, nothing's left

Beside some Schillings inside his guitar case

I've been already standing here for weeks,

I've been struggling here for weeks,

I play my guitar 'till my fingers are sore

And I even sing “Here comes the sun“

But it's enough to drive you mad,

No one likes to hear me sing

I've just about had really enough,

I wonder what I'm doing there

The wind's been blowing there the whole day,

Only construction sites everywhere, so that no one is able to find anything

Boiled sausages are terrible

And in the cafe you burn out yourself

(Refrain:)

I'd like to go home, I feel so lonely here

I don't need the high society, I'd like to go home to Fürstenfeld

They wrote in the newspaper:

There is a scene, you have to go there

Shall they write what they like,

I don't mind, the scene can go hang

So, yesterday I went to the U4,

A lass starts to talk to me

Black lips, green hair,

One can really get scared, that's true

(Refrain)

I'll never play in Vienna again,

Vienna doesn't deserve me

At best, I'll play in Graz,

Sinalbelkirchen and Stinatz

I don't need no belt, I don't need no ring,

I'd like to go back behind the Semmering

I just need this little money

For the fare to Fürstenfeld

(Refrain)

• Artist:S.T.S.
• Album:Überdosis G'fühl (1984)