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Surfen am Fühlinger See (Live im Millowitsch Theater 1985)

Wenn de Sonn am Himmel steit
Kammer lore wie et jeit
He em Sommer, he em Sommer
Hat et Wasser veezehn Jrad
Dann es Surfe anjesat
He em Sommer, a haha - heiße Zick
Flöck et Sejel anmontiert
Un d'r Jabelbaum justiert
En d'r Jummianzoch ren
Jeder well d'r eetste sin
Mann un Brett okay

Wenn d'r Wind afjeit un d'r Mass schön steit
Dann es Stossverkehr wie am Mittelmeer
Un dann stommer he op dem Fühlinger See
Brett an Brett, bis dät et düster weed

Doch es d'r Wind e besje dönn
Dann stommer wie jekreuzich röm
He em Sommer, he em Sommer
Die Neue süht mer immer jot
Se lijjem miestens en d'r So
He em Sommer - a haha - heiße Zick
Wenn d'r Mass en't Wasser fällt
Un dich nix om Brett mih hält
Biess de en et Brett vür Wot
SOS an Gummiboot
Mann un Brett en Nut

Wenn d'r Wind afjeit un d'r Mass schön steit
Dann es Stossverkehr wie am Mittelmeer
Un dann stommer he op dem Fühlinger See
Brett an Brett, bis dät et düster weed

Ja, wenn d'r Wind afjeit un d'r Mass schön steit
Dann es Stossverkehr wie am Mittelmeer
Un dann stommer he op dem Fühlinger See
Brett an Brett, bis dät et düster weed

Brett an Brett, bis dät et düster weed

Ja, wenn d'r Wind afjeit un d'r Mass schön steit
Dann es Stossverkehr wie am Mittelmeer
Un dann stommer he op dem Fühlinger See
Brett an Brett, bis dät et düster weed

Ja, wenn d'r Wind afjeit un d'r Mass schön steit
Dann es Stossverkehr wie am Mittelmeer
Un dann stommer he op dem Fühlinger See
Brett an Brett, bis dät et düster weed

Ja, wenn d'r Wind afjeit un d'r Mass schön steit
Dann es Stossverkehr wie am Mittelmeer
Un dann stommer he op dem Fühlinger See
Brett an Brett, bis dät et düster weed

Surfing at Lake Fühlinger (Live at Millowitsch Theater 1985)

When the sun is in the sky, my dear
How much fun it is to be here
In the summer, in the summer
The water temperature is 13 degrees
Then the surfing is ready
In the summer, haha - hot times
Floats the sail attached
And the boom adjusted
In the wetsuit now
Everyone wants to be the first
Man and board okay

When the wind blows and the mast stands up nicely
Then there is traffic like on the Mediterranean
And then we are here on Lake Fühlinger
Board by board, until it gets dark

But if the wind is a bit weak
Then we are standing around like crucified
In the summer, in the summer
The new ones always look good to me
They mostly lie in the sun
In the summer - haha - hot times
When the mast falls into the water
And nothing holds you on the board anymore
You have to kiss the board out of anger
SOS to the rubber boat
Man and board in trouble

When the wind blows and the mast stands up nicely
Then there is traffic like on the Mediterranean
And then we are here on Lake Fühlinger
Board by board, until it gets dark

Yes, when the wind blows and the mast stands up nicely
Then there is traffic like on the Mediterranean
And then we are here on Lake Fühlinger
Board by board, until it gets dark

Board by board, until it gets dark

Yes, when the wind blows and the mast stands up nicely
Then there is traffic like on the Mediterranean
And then we are here on Lake Fühlinger
Board by board, until it gets dark

Yes, when the wind blows and the mast stands up nicely
Then there is traffic like on the Mediterranean
And then we are here on Lake Fühlinger
Board by board, until it gets dark

Yes, when the wind blows and the mast stands up nicely
Then there is traffic like on the Mediterranean
And then we are here on Lake Fühlinger
Board by board, until it gets dark