The sad ballad of the trip to Lisbon
We wanted to Lisbon
I and my treasure
But in that plane
Since there was no place
We planned instead
A bus trip to Rome
But We quickly
stranded in the subway to the Cathedral
We called a taxi
fahrn to us to the country
It came as
had stopped on the street
them would - for the comfort most - (, how strange)
My love now, but also went to Vienna
since
No train us more look.
It was what we suspected
And as we know it
We finally
yet separated at the station
As you told me
fly my ex now after Malle
Accompanying him
Bettina, the buckle
I'm going with Lisa
After Bonn,
the rich must
For Lisbon
Will I get well before never.
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"Lisbon" ... Is that clear!
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