Cold winter was howling o'er moor and o'er mountain, and wild was the surge on the dark rolling sea,
When I met about daybreak a bonnie young lassie, who asked me the road and the miles to Dundee

Cold winter was howling o'er moor and o'er mountain, and wild was the surge on the dark rolling sea,
When I met about daybreak a bonnie young lassie, who asked me the road and the miles to Dundee

Es gibt kein Bier in Katar, es gibt kein Bier!
Drum fahr ich nicht nach Katar, drum bleib ich hier!