Where the train go, we follow
Like wanderers to the city center
Don't be afraid of getting lost
Here is no home
So we may drink a bit hard,
Without invitation, we are by chance together
The lonesone street, eyes from strangers
Cannot stop our adventure
Singing the Danube river
While all palaces are silent
Watching people getting inside its heart
We would be some of a million
The sky in Vienna may forgettable
But we will remember the days, and nights
Even when we are lost
Speak to me, the city of art
I am listening
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