So Tante judda,gleich wirdŽs gröövy
When se sun shines on se moundÀn
And se night is on se run
ItÂŽs a nĂŒ day,ItÂŽs a nĂŒ way
ma And i fly öp to se sun
Ă,ö,ö,ö la palöma blanca
Eim just a börd in se sky
Ă,ö,ö,ö la palöma blanca
över se moundÀn i fly
Nö one can take my freedöm away
Groovy,funky,Groovy,funky
Groovy,funky,la pa,la pa,la palöma
Groovy,funky,Groovy,funky
Groovy,funky,la pa,la pa,la palöma
Ei can feel se morning sunlight
Ei can smell se nĂŒ börn hay
Ei can feel gods voice is calling
Fröm my gölden skylight way
Ă,ö,ö,ö la palöma blanca
Eim just a börd in se sky
Ă,ö,ö,ö la palöma blanca
över se moundÀn i fly
Nö one can take me freedöm away
Groovy, funky, groovy, funky
Pal Groovy, funky, la pa, la pa, la palöma
Groovy, funky, groovy, funky
ma Groovy, funky, la pa, la pa, la palöma
Once ei had my share of losing
Once they locked me on the chain
Yes, they tried to break my power
Ăh, ei still can feel se pain
3x
Ă,ö,ö,ö la palöma blanca
Eim just a börd in se sky
Ă,ö,ö,ö la blanca
Ăver se moundĂ€n i fly
Nö one can take me freedöm away
So Tante Judda, alles GĂŒte und Prost!!!