Porsche is a lovely one
I know her well
We made love under the tall oak
where the evening shadows fell.

Hiding from the neighbors
so they would not tell
we would stay there
until the military rang the evening bell.

Porsche, bring an end to my sorrow
lay with me among Springtime flowers
say you will come again tomorrow
help me fill these empty hours.

Porsche, a lovely nubian princess
I love her true
a comforting mercy through and through
She comes and goes what can I do.

Help me find wind to fill these sails
let love conquer all by and by
We'll sail upon these waters
until the oceans all run dry...