Her name was Cordula Grün
I saw her dancing
Then I asked her
If she would like to
Have a tea with me tomorrow
Or a fruit concentrate
"Whoever leaves first, loses"
She chanted in the evening
Our tea turned into beer
Two large schnapps and she says
"Come home with me
My husband doesn't live here anymore"
In the tram over the ring, I stand up
And I sing her a love song
She dreads cheesy poetry
With a chorus, mi mi mi, she likes dance music

Cordula Grün
Cordula Grün
Cordula Grün
I have you, I have you, I have you
Cordula Grün
You are so hard to understand
Cordula Grün
I would like to see you again
Cordula Grün
I have you, I have you, I have you
I saw you dancing

The next day it was clear to me
I only want Cordula now
I am and remain an optimist
Even if she hid from me
That she is married
To a pediatrician
Her husband's name was Eberhart Grün
He saw her dancing
Then he asked her
If she would like to step in front of the altar with him tomorrow
And she said "yes"
Had I suspected that
I would have planned differently
And would have looked away
I couldn't leave her
I also started to spin
Because she dances so beautifully

Cordula Grün
Cordula Grün
Cordula Grün
I have you, I have you, I have you
Cordula Grün
You are so hard to understand
Cordula Grün
I would like to see you again
Cordula Grün
I have you, I have you, I have you
I saw you dancing

I saw you dancing
I saw you dancing
I saw you dancing

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