The little boy can't trust in women    They cause in little hearts a lot of sorrow    But even a little boy may stare at a window in the evening    Out of which a dream princess is looking       Behind the windowpane behind the windowpane    My girl is looking out       Of all women she's the prettiest I know    Even small breasts I tolerate in my princess    The hat is perfect and the posture is also good    Behind the windowpale my girl is looking out       Oh Glendora oh Glendora    Oh Glendora how I adore you       One night I passed by the window again    Already some some guy was covering her with garnments    He covered her head and everything else    Exchanging her with a dressed up display dummy       Behind the windowpale behind the windowpale    Someone alse has stolen my girl