Translation of the song lyrics Fürstenfeld - S.T.S.

Fürstenfeld (original)

Langsam find’t der Tag sei End und die Nacht beginnt
In der Kärtnerstrass'n do singt aner «Blowing in the wind»
Hat a greanes Röckerl an, steht da ganz verlorn
Und der Steffl der schaut owi auf den oarmen Steirerbuam
Der hat woll’n sei Glück probiern in der grossen fremden Stadt
Hat glaubt sei Musik bringt eam aufs Rennbahnexpress-Titelblatt
Aus der Traum zerplatzt wia Seifenblosn nix is blieb’n
Ois wia a paar Schilling in seim Gitarrenkoffer drin
Wochenlang steh i scho do
Wochenlang plog i mi o
I spuil mia die Finger wund
Und sing sogor «Do kummt die Sunn»
Doch es is zum narrisch wern
Kaner will mi singen hearn
Langsam kriag i wirklich gnua
I frog mi wos i do dua
Da geht den ganzen Tag der Wind
Nix ois Baustelln das ka Mensch wos find
Die Burenhäut'ln san ein Graus
Und im Kaffeehaus brennst di aus
I will wieder ham, fühl mi do so allan
I brauch ka grosse Welt, i will ham nach Fürstenfeld
In der Zeitung da ham’S gschriem
Da gibts a Szene do muasst hin
Was die wolln des soin die schreim

(translation)

The day is slowly coming to an end and the night is beginning
In the Kärtnerstrasse do one sing "Blowing in the wind"
If a greanes skirt is on, stands there completely lost
And Steffl looks down at the poor Styrian boy
He wanted to try his luck in the big, foreign city
Believed music would get eam on the cover of the Rennbahnexpress
From the dream bursts like soapblosn nothing is left
Ois wia a few shillings in his guitar case
I've been standing there for weeks
For weeks i plog mi o
I rinse my fingers sore
And even sing "Do the Sunn come"
But it is foolish
Kaner wants to hearn singing mi
I'm really starting to get it
I frog mi wos i do dua
The wind blows all day long
Nothing on construction sites, that can be found, man
The Boer skins were horrible
And in the coffee house you burn out
I want ham again, feel me do so allan
I don't need a big world, I want to go to Fürstenfeld
Cried in the newspaper da ham'S
There's a scene you have to go to
What they want soin they scream