I
met a young, pretty girl from Bremen
When I was on holiday in Vienna, years ago
She spoke in German and in broken English
I spoke in English and in broken German
And we got on very well together.
After a teary "auf Wiedersehen" in Vienna,
We left for home
She, to Bremen
I, to my college in England
And we corresponded for a while
But then everything petered out to a goodbye.
I wonder what's happened to that fräulein from Bremen
With blonde hair and a pleasantly pretty face
I guess, she must have either after all these years,
Bumped up to a matronly lady
Or shrivelled to a skinny one
And consigned into the oblivion of the past.
ltbs
If you want people to be glad to meet you, you must be glad to meet them - and show it.
When I was on holiday in Vienna, years ago
She spoke in German and in broken English
I spoke in English and in broken German
And we got on very well together.
After a teary "auf Wiedersehen" in Vienna,
We left for home
She, to Bremen
I, to my college in England
And we corresponded for a while
But then everything petered out to a goodbye.
I wonder what's happened to that fräulein from Bremen
With blonde hair and a pleasantly pretty face
I guess, she must have either after all these years,
Bumped up to a matronly lady
Or shrivelled to a skinny one
And consigned into the oblivion of the past.
ltbs
If you want people to be glad to meet you, you must be glad to meet them - and show it.
Johann
von Goethe
