Viel krumme winkelige Gänge Durchschnörkeln die uralte Stadt Und jeder birgt seinen Zauber Verwoben in Balken und Blatt. Viel Efeugeschlinge hängen Am bröckligen Mauerrand, Der Brunnen inmitten des Marktes Trägt ein bemoostes Gewand. Der Wein im Rathauskeller Ist köstlich wie Zaubertrunk. Du schlürfst ihn im uralten Städtchen Und bist so selig jung.
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View text with all available footnotesConfirmed with Hellmut Draws-Tychsen, Mein Westpreußenland: ein Cyclus Heimatlieder, Danzig: Danziger Verlags-Gesellschaft, 1929, page 21.
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- by Hellmut Draws-Tychsen (1904 - 1973), "Uraltes Städtchen ", written 1927, appears in Mein Westpreußenland: ein Cyclus Heimatlieder, first published 1929 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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