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Bochum

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In the far West, where dust blocks the sun,
Life is better, much better than you might think.
In the far West.
In the far West.
 
You're no beauty,
Turned grey from work.
You prefer no beautification.
You like your natural look.
Regrettably, you're poorly designed.
But that's what gives you character.
 
There's steel in your blood,
That rings out loudly in the night.
But you're simply too modest,
Your coal has again brought us success.
You are the flower of the region.
 
Bochum - where I was born.
Bochum - I'm stuck on you,
Good luck to you, Bochum!
 
You don't rank high among cities,
One won't see on your Koenigsallee
Any fashion shows taking place.
Here, it's heart that counts,
Not great wealth,
Who want's to live in Dusseldorf, anyway?
 
Bochum - where I was born,
Bochum - I'm stuck on you.
Good luck, Bochum!
 
You are a celestial nest for the doves,
You feed on coke, constantly.
You have Schreber gardens with little houses.
Your team dazzles its soccer opponents
with those 'double passes'.
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Bochum, where I was born,
Bochum - I'm stuck on you,
Good luck to you, Bochum!
 


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