Vienna
Vienna can you hear me?
Lazing on the afternoon
Cathedral bells
A ringing, ringing, ringing, ringing
Ringing the sound
Winter can't ignore her
Spring will bring her back to blossoms
Summer bring her back to me now
Bring her, bring her, bring her, bring her
Bring her to me
Shoulder to shoulder
Be back in a month I told her
Wishing well
I wish I, wish I, wish I, wish I
Wish her with me
Vienna was machst du?
I'm running through the streets of Zurich
Calling all the trains in Europe
To bring her, bring her, bring her, bring her
Bring her to me
Anything I got to do
Anything I got to do now
Anything I go to do to be
Back with happy Mondays
Sleeping in on Sundays
Just bring her, bring her, bring her, bring her
Bring her to me
Bring her, bring her, bring her, bring her
Bring her to me
Vienna can you hear me?
Lazing on the afternoon
Cathedral bells
A ringing, ringing, ringing, ringing
Ringing the sound
Winter can't ignore her
Spring will bring her back to blossoms
And summer bring her back to me now
Bring her, bring her, bring her, bring her
Bring her to me
Anything I got to do
Anything I got to do now
Anything I go to do to be
Back with happy Mondays
Sleeping in on Sundays
Just bring her, bring her, bring her, bring her
Bring her to me
Bring her, bring her, bring her, bring her
Bring her to me
Viena
Viena, ¿me puedes escuchar?
Descansando en la tarde
Campanas de la catedral
Sonando, sonando, sonando, sonando
Sonando el sonido
El invierno no puede ignorarla
La primavera la traerá de vuelta a las flores
El verano tráemela de vuelta ahora
Tráela, tráela, tráela, tráela
Tráela a mí
Hombro con hombro
Volveré en un mes le dije
Deseando en el pozo
Deseo, deseo, deseo, deseo
Deseo tenerla conmigo
Viena, ¿qué estás haciendo?
Corriendo por las calles de Zúrich
Llamando a todos los trenes en Europa
Para traerla, traerla, traerla, traerla
Traerla a mí
Cualquier cosa que tenga que hacer
Cualquier cosa que tenga que hacer ahora
Cualquier cosa que tenga que hacer para estar
De vuelta con los lunes felices
Durmiendo los domingos
Solo tráela, tráela, tráela, tráela
Tráela a mí
Tráela, tráela, tráela, tráela
Tráela a mí
Viena, ¿me puedes escuchar?
Descansando en la tarde
Campanas de la catedral
Sonando, sonando, sonando, sonando
Sonando el sonido
El invierno no puede ignorarla
La primavera la traerá de vuelta a las flores
Y el verano tráemela de vuelta ahora
Tráela, tráela, tráela, tráela
Tráela a mí
Cualquier cosa que tenga que hacer
Cualquier cosa que tenga que hacer ahora
Cualquier cosa que tenga que hacer para estar
De vuelta con los lunes felices
Durmiendo los domingos
Solo tráela, tráela, tráela, tráela
Tráela a mí
Tráela, tráela, tráela, tráela
Tráela a mí