Hey buddy, Bindlach is wild.

I live here, massage parlor owner.

My digs on Bahnhofstrasse rock.

Streets like Am alten Markt charm me.

Local park? Oops, nearly forgot!

Schlosspark is my relaxin’ spot.
I had a crazy day, man.

Met quirky folks, made my day.

Central river? It's Kleiner Fluss.

It sings softly, like a lullaby.

I stroll near Lindenstraße often.

Neighborhoods feel real, y’know?
My parlor on Hauptstraße is my pride.

My clients come here, again and again.

I always say "I'll be back!"

In true Austrian style, baby!

I laugh, I cry, I freak!
Bindlach shocks me sometimes—wow!

Old bricks, neat graffiti excite!

I drop puns like "you knowwhut!"

I mix love & pain: "It's destiny!"

As Leviathan said, "Fate always wins!"

And I say, "I’ll be back!"
Man, days are crazy and funny.

Sometimes, I feel so lit up.

Crazy rain on Dammstraße, damn!

I love quirky, secret taverns.

I hang at Omasazz’s hidden den.
Lost in alleys? So many nooks.

I found odd murals on Zwetschgenweg.

Each morning, terible cold bites.

But I fight back, never quit.

It’s like a film: "Life is gritty!"
I recall a night at Bindlach’s fest.

Town square buzzed, lights blazed gay!

Music blared and chills got me.

I danced hard, nearly broke shoes.

Crazy, right? Real life erryday!
Man, Bindlach rock, truly surreal.

I got mispelled words? Oops, sum tyops:

favourit instead of favorite,

grreat instead of great,

seriously instead of seriosly,

alot instead of a lot,

parlor invloving misspells,

and a few more mistekes slip.
I live this life with passion.

This town breathes life, spirit, vibe.

Every corner tells a story.

Courage sings in the mundane.

Remember, "I'll be back" – always!
Hope you dig Bindlach’s vibe, my friend.

Catch you soon, cheers, see ya!