| Song | Blue Grotto |
| Artist | Amon Düül |
| Album | Made in Germany |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Knaup, Rogner, Weinzierl | |
| (Ludwig, Ludwig | |
| Ludwig, du bist so wunderbar | |
| Ach Ludwig, du machst mich wahnsinnig) | |
| Ludwig | |
| Where did you lose your smile | |
| Your blue eyes | |
| Are dark from sadness | |
| Your baby-face | |
| Is pale from madness | |
| Ludwig | |
| Your knee fascinates me | |
| Sensitive Dandy | |
| Knight of the moonlight | |
| Your kiss-proof make-up | |
| Is melting at midnight | |
| Prince of desire | |
| Hypnotized by candlelight | |
| You are so | |
| Impertinent unreal | |
| Curly King | |
| Ecstasy is your possession | |
| And not daily policy | |
| Crawl 'round the Blue Grotto | |
| Arm in arm with brother Otto | |
| Swan-stoned Ludwig | |
| You missed your flight to Disneyland | |
| Where all your fantasies | |
| Came to a plastic end | |
| Swan-stoned Ludwig | |
| You failed to find your princess | |
| Playing with castles and coaches | |
| Ends in distress | |
| Your | |
| Perfumed panther is watching the pleasure-ground | |
| Dreamer of a self-made Atlantis | |
| It was denied, to you to slay | |
| Young Siegfried's mighty dragon | |
| To join King Arthur's conference-table | |
| Go down and meet, Ophelia | |
| On her swimming bed of roses | |
| She's the one to hold your hands | |
| Sailing away, sailing away, sailing away | |
| On velvet gloves and silky legends | |
| To the Empire-Skyscraper-castle | |
| You Royal-fairy-tale-rebel |
| zuo ci : Knaup, Rogner, Weinzierl | |
| Ludwig, Ludwig | |
| Ludwig, du bist so wunderbar | |
| Ach Ludwig, du machst mich wahnsinnig | |
| Ludwig | |
| Where did you lose your smile | |
| Your blue eyes | |
| Are dark from sadness | |
| Your babyface | |
| Is pale from madness | |
| Ludwig | |
| Your knee fascinates me | |
| Sensitive Dandy | |
| Knight of the moonlight | |
| Your kissproof makeup | |
| Is melting at midnight | |
| Prince of desire | |
| Hypnotized by candlelight | |
| You are so | |
| Impertinent unreal | |
| Curly King | |
| Ecstasy is your possession | |
| And not daily policy | |
| Crawl ' round the Blue Grotto | |
| Arm in arm with brother Otto | |
| Swanstoned Ludwig | |
| You missed your flight to Disneyland | |
| Where all your fantasies | |
| Came to a plastic end | |
| Swanstoned Ludwig | |
| You failed to find your princess | |
| Playing with castles and coaches | |
| Ends in distress | |
| Your | |
| Perfumed panther is watching the pleasureground | |
| Dreamer of a selfmade Atlantis | |
| It was denied, to you to slay | |
| Young Siegfried' s mighty dragon | |
| To join King Arthur' s conferencetable | |
| Go down and meet, Ophelia | |
| On her swimming bed of roses | |
| She' s the one to hold your hands | |
| Sailing away, sailing away, sailing away | |
| On velvet gloves and silky legends | |
| To the EmpireSkyscrapercastle | |
| You Royalfairytalerebel |
| zuò cí : Knaup, Rogner, Weinzierl | |
| Ludwig, Ludwig | |
| Ludwig, du bist so wunderbar | |
| Ach Ludwig, du machst mich wahnsinnig | |
| Ludwig | |
| Where did you lose your smile | |
| Your blue eyes | |
| Are dark from sadness | |
| Your babyface | |
| Is pale from madness | |
| Ludwig | |
| Your knee fascinates me | |
| Sensitive Dandy | |
| Knight of the moonlight | |
| Your kissproof makeup | |
| Is melting at midnight | |
| Prince of desire | |
| Hypnotized by candlelight | |
| You are so | |
| Impertinent unreal | |
| Curly King | |
| Ecstasy is your possession | |
| And not daily policy | |
| Crawl ' round the Blue Grotto | |
| Arm in arm with brother Otto | |
| Swanstoned Ludwig | |
| You missed your flight to Disneyland | |
| Where all your fantasies | |
| Came to a plastic end | |
| Swanstoned Ludwig | |
| You failed to find your princess | |
| Playing with castles and coaches | |
| Ends in distress | |
| Your | |
| Perfumed panther is watching the pleasureground | |
| Dreamer of a selfmade Atlantis | |
| It was denied, to you to slay | |
| Young Siegfried' s mighty dragon | |
| To join King Arthur' s conferencetable | |
| Go down and meet, Ophelia | |
| On her swimming bed of roses | |
| She' s the one to hold your hands | |
| Sailing away, sailing away, sailing away | |
| On velvet gloves and silky legends | |
| To the EmpireSkyscrapercastle | |
| You Royalfairytalerebel |