Heidelberg-Lied
Once blueberries grew wild upon these very hills
and then as now the Neckar River ran between
Oh, how hearts can be beguiled
taken by the beauty they have seen
In Heidelberg, in Heidelberg.
As the last light falls on castle walls of red sandstone
and down upon the rooves and towers of this town
to the old bridge with a history all its own
of ice and fires, of honor, guilt and shame
of falling down and being built again
In Heidelberg, in Heidelberg.
Some will come and see
and some to learn
and some will come to stay
whoever they are, from wherever they call home
They will find their way
In Heidelberg, in Heidelberg.
Fletcher DuBois (2008)