Mei Vugtland sei vielmols gegrießt, du bist mei Stolz, mei Freid!
In unnern Dorf, de grueße Lind, erinnert miech stets dra
wie glücklich iech war anst als Kind, ach lang her is dös scha.
There, through which land the Elster flows, there be my guide.
Many greetings to you, my Vugtland, you are my pride, my joy!
In our village, the green meadows always remind me
how happy I was as a child, oh that was so long ago.
Verses from The Vogtlandlied,by Hilmar Mückenberger
