Story to be told
About a woman known by no one
Awaiting shiny knight
Making her way through the night
No one knew her name
But they were really themselves to blame
Those fools, they could not
Understand her

So they called her Wanda
Yeah they called her Wanda
A stunning femme fatale
They called her Wanda

Always on the road
But never worn down by dust nor sweat
Always fucking perfect
Oh so beautiful
She could have it all
She wrapped them around her little finger
Those fools, they could not
Get their minds around her

So they called her Wanda
Yeah they called her Wanda
A stunning femme fatale
They called her Wanda

En dag, jalousi
Tog overhånd
En mand kunne ej klare mere
Brød lovens bånd

I vandet, i havnen, han sendte hende
For hun ville ej være hans kvinde

Blændet af had
Han mistede sit syn
Men også sin kærlighed
Han så hende aldrig i live igen

Hvad har jeg gjort? Min Wanda er væk
Han hulkede og græd men det hjalp ham ej
Endeligt, en dag, han besluttede sig
Et ende sit liv med et reb bag en hæk

Wanda, Wanda, where have you gone?
Wanda, Wanda, with men you don’t belong
Wanda, alive or not, stay where you are
They shall cry your name forevermore

Wanda, Wanda, where have you gone?
Wanda, Wanda, with men you don’t belong
Wanda, alive or not, stay where you are
They shall cry your name forevermore

All their anger
They couldn’t see
That she was not
Meant for them

They called her Wanda the traveling beauty
A cheater, a liar, a woman of dreams

All she wanted
Was to see the world
And discover herself
Find true love and acceptance

Ingen ved hvor hun tager hen når hun går
Ingen ved om hun kommer tilbage
Muligvis er hun stadig i live
Men man siger at hun elsker med fiskene nu

Where have you gone?
With men you don’t belong
Stay where you are
They shall cry your name forevermore

Wanda, Wanda, where have you gone?
Wanda, Wanda, with men you don’t belong
Wanda, alive or not, stay where you are
They shall cry your name forevermore