Bring mich nach Haus [English translation]

Roads of dust, a long, purposeless way

Out of thin air into emptiness

Strange and lost, no-one tells me where to go

Where else should I go?

In front of the gates of the world, I cast a glance

At the freedom that ensnares us unfailingly

And I chase after the lost luck

Keep looking for you every day

Take me home

To the glade where we once met

Take me home

Where the trees and gardens blossom

But then, from the longing of the night,

The painful truth awakes

And my fervour, kindled by the dreams,

Goes out at a blow