One night there was dancing at St. Mura
An accordeon mournfully played
And the girls in their frocks came from near and far
In the moonlight they joyfully swayed
I asked a fair maid "May I walk by your side
See your home at St. Mura?" and thus she replied

refrain:
It's such a long way
It's such a long way from here to St. Mura

So off went sweet Sandra into the night
And I found my lonely way home
The next time I planned for a different plight
Bought a bicycle on which to roam
But Sandra, sweet Sandra, she never came dancing
Stayed home with her mother, at others ne'er glancing

refrain

Instead I met Mandy who lives nearby
The maid with the long golden hair
When I asked her: "Oh, please may I walk by your side?
She said, "I live just over there"
So we went side by side on my bike in the moonlight
And that was the end of my freedom that fine night

refrain

So now I am wedded to Mandy, [bad word] 
Our children I rock on my knee
And to Sandra my thoughts keep returning anew
And often I sigh: "Woe is me!"
For what was I thinking? I should have known better