He called me "Fraulein"
But they call me Anna
They don't mention Alfred
Oh Victoriana
He'd collect patience
And I'd collect things
My house overflowing
With all of our dreams
Well I'm not a princess
But I gotta know
If you really loved me
Then why did you go?
Fraulein
Your fraulein
Our time
From the front line
The factory work
No, I never liked it much
The braids in my hair
You know that they're french, not dutch
And I could live through it
If you survived too
You'd hold me in your arms
Make my dreams come true
Well I'm not a princess
But I gotta know
If you really loved me
Then why did you go?
Well, they made him go
Fraulein
Your fraulein
Our time
From the front line
Amelia Celeste - Fraulein (Anna Anderson) (Raw) Lyrics
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He called me "Fraulein"
But they call me Anna
They don't mention Alfred
Oh Victoriana
He'd collect patience
And I'd collect things
My house overflowing
With all of our dreams
Well I'm not a princess
But I gotta know
If you really loved me
Then why did you go?
Fraulein
Your fraulein
Our time
From the front line
The factory work
No, I never liked it much
The braids in my hair
You know that they're french, not dutch
And I could live through it
If you survived too
You'd hold me in your arms
Make my dreams come true
Well I'm not a princess
But I gotta know
If you really loved me
Then why did you go?
Well, they made him go
Fraulein
Your fraulein
Our time
From the front line
But they call me Anna
They don't mention Alfred
Oh Victoriana
He'd collect patience
And I'd collect things
My house overflowing
With all of our dreams
Well I'm not a princess
But I gotta know
If you really loved me
Then why did you go?
Fraulein
Your fraulein
Our time
From the front line
The factory work
No, I never liked it much
The braids in my hair
You know that they're french, not dutch
And I could live through it
If you survived too
You'd hold me in your arms
Make my dreams come true
Well I'm not a princess
But I gotta know
If you really loved me
Then why did you go?
Well, they made him go
Fraulein
Your fraulein
Our time
From the front line
Writer: Rachel Maurer
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