Erika German March

, DeutscherMilitärmarsch, erika, accordion On the heath, there blooms a little flower and it s called : Erika. Eagerly a hundred thousand little bees, swarm around, Erika. For her heart is full of sweetness, a tender scent escapes her blossomgown. On the heath, there blooms a little flower and it s called : Erika. Back at home, there lives a little maiden and she s called : Erika. That girl is my faithful little darling and my joy, Erika When the heather blooms in a reddish purple, I sing her this song in greeting. On the heath, there blooms a little flower and it s called : Erika. In my room, there also blooms a little flower and it s called : Erika. Already In the grey of dawn, as it does at dusk, It looks at me, Erika And it is as if it spoke aloud: Are you thinking of your fiancée Back at home, a maiden weeps for you and she s called : Erika. Acordeon: prof. Adrian Bordeianu