Die Bäume meiner Kinderzeit [English translation]

Where are you, old trees

of my youth

Where are you, sweet dreams

Are you already so far away?

There, where once the forests murmured

There's a sea of houses

There, where we listened the streams

Roars the traffic

Where are you, nice words

That you can never keep?

Then, seen that we've found us

Flourish the world again

There, where the broom bush

Gave us yellow flowers

Lays in the dust and black smoke

Our dawn.

Far on the edge of our thinkings

There's still a chance

Far away from noise of the highways

Greens a shining green

There they are, you must look for them

They still are there,

Pines, oaks and the beech

Only not so near

Where are you old trees of

my youth?