Your wells are filled with the cleanest of waters
Your walls hiding stories for the young to discover
Your glory resides where the Sun casts a light on the true masters of this town
Making their bed on stone
Oh Vienna, once you were bathed in glory
Now you make your people worry
Oh Vienna, don’t wreck your soul
Oh Vienna, once you were bathed in glory
Now you make your people worry
Oh Vienna, don’t wreck your soul

Your gardens bestow the richest of harvests
Those crops can feed us all, even those who suffer the hardest
In a pompous web of concrete your veins meander
You’re glooming an this ancient soil in all you splendour
Oh Vienna, once you were bathed in glory
Now you make your people worry
Oh Vienna, don’t wreck your soul
Oh Vienna…

Now you make your people worry
Oh Vienna, don’t wreck your soul
Oh Vienna, once you were bathed in glory
Now you make your people worry (Your people worry)
Oh Vienna, don’t wreck your soul
Oh Vienna (Oh Vienna), once you were bathed in glory (Once you were bathed in glory)
Now you make your people worry (Make us worry)
Oh Vienna, don’t wreck your soul
Oh Vienna…