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Brienzer Buurli (Live)

Als so nes Brienzer Bürli,
Het eine ne Chrüzer Gäld im Sack
Und öppe-n es möschigs Ührli.

Ho simpeli simpeli sing
U ferseli duseli da.
Es isch ke Narreti,
Es Brienzer Bürli z 'si, juhe!
Es isch ke Narreti,
Es Brienzer Bürli z 'si
Holdiri, holdiri, hori,
Holdiri, holdrio,
Holdiri, holdiri hori,
Holdiriho!

U sägen, es sig es Chüeli,
U we men es de no glaube tät,
So wär's de no-n es Stierli.

Im Summer nehme si d'Sägesse i d'Hand
U göh i d'Alp ga heue,
U we si es Madli gmäje hei,
Mule si schon wie d'Leue.

Im Herbst da zieh si ds Nutzli hei
Uf ihre Horigschlitte,
Und eb si de Chäs abglade hei,
So hei's ne scho agschnitte.

Im Winter si si nit so stolz
Deheim bi Wyb und Chinde,
Si schitren öppen es bitzli Holz
Und blase, bis's tuet brinne.

We d'Brienzermeitschi s'Märit göi,
So tüe si d'Nase rümpfe,
Die eini het ke Gäld im Sack,
Der andre fehlt's a Strümpfe!

Brienzer Buurli (Live)

Like a Brienz loaf,
He has a silver coin in his pocket
And a dirty little watch.

I sing simply, simply
And rhyme fluently.
It's not nonsense,
It's a Brienz loaf, you see!
It's not nonsense,
It's a Brienz loaf
Holdiri, holdiri, hori,
Holdiri, holdrio,
Holdiri, holdiri hori,
Holdiriho!

And they say, it's a calf,
And if one were to believe it,
Then it would also be a bull.

In the summer, they take the scythe in hand
And go to the alp to make hay,
And when they have mowed a girl,
They bray like lions.

In autumn, they pull the hay home
On their wooden sleds,
And before they have unloaded the cheese,
They have already cut it.

In winter, they are not so proud
At home with wife and children,
They just chop a little wood
And blow until it burns.

When the Brienz girls go to market,
They turn up their noses,
One has no money in her pocket,
The other has no stockings!