I am from the old world
From over the waters
I am from old houses
Majestic, kings and Celtics
I am from Mountains and Lakes
Mozart, Music, Stereotypes
I am from red-white-red
And what once was a monastery
I am from skiing, snow and sunshine
From Schnitzel and pasta
I am from almost Espresso
And people speaking fast
I am from languages
(Servus, Srečno, Ciao)
I am from a house with a mom
And a brother, little me
I am from a family with 4+21
I am from a field, tough but still a passion
And rivers with the moonlight
I am from climbing
And the top of the world
I am from kilometers and kilograms
And from long nights
I am from Rap
And the school where it’s never quiet
I am from a mother
That says goodbye with the wings of a bird
And white roses
I am from a dad that helps me keep focused
On the important parts of life
I am from singing people
That I left over the clouds
Far away
Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 9:30 PM UTC
I am from the old world
From over the waters
I am from old houses
Majestic, kings and Celtics
I am from Mountains and Lakes
Mozart, Music, Stereotypes
I am from red-white-red
And what once was a monastery
I am from skiing, snow and sunshine
From Schnitzel and pasta
I am from almost Espresso
And people speaking fast
I am from languages
(Servus, Srečno, Ciao)
I am from a house with a mom
And a brother, little me
I am from a family with 4+21
I am from a field, tough but still a passion
And rivers with the moonlight
I am from climbing
And the top of the world
I am from kilometers and kilograms
And from long nights
I am from Rap
And the school where it’s never quiet
I am from a mother
That says goodbye with the wings of a bird
And white roses
I am from a dad that helps me keep focused
On the important parts of life
I am from singing people
That I left over the clouds
Far away
Some of it might be hard to understand, unless you are from Austria
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