A grey blanket is covering the day
The blaze of color has gone away for a long time
I can smell the white
It has to obey the rhythm of the year
It's my decline
A cold wind is sending them out
The needles in my face let my head go down
When could this end I start to think about
I am in a cage instead of this town
Whatever will happen and the days will bring
I'm gonna go back to Vienna in spring
I walk along all those empty streets
I remember all the sunny days I was walking
Through the alleys right to the seats under the trees
By the wheel for a drink and for talking too
Whatever will happen and the days will bring
I'm gonna go back to Vienna in spring
I want to get back this special kind
Of a feeling to be the real king
In the realm of casualness
There is something unique
In Vienna in spring
Whatever will happen and the days will bring
I'm gonna go back to Vienna in spring
Whenever I think of you I would like to sing
I'll be back in Vienna in spring