Burning hot desert sand,
far, so faraway the homeland.
No greeting, no heart,
no kiss, no joke.
Everything lies so far, so far.
There where the flowers bloom.
There where the valleys are green.
There I was once at home.
Where I found the dearest one,
there lies my homeland.
When am I not alone anymore?
Many years of heavy drudgery.
Hard work - meager pay
Day in, day out
No happiness/luck, no home.
Listen to me, you golden stars.
Greet the dearest ones in the distance
In joy and sorrow.
Moves the time.