Para os Braços da Minha Mãe [English translation]

I got to the end of the road,

2 miles full of nothing,

I don't what keeps me going

And Germany is so grey,

and the absence so felt,

and the summer longs to come.

I want to go home,

Spread my wings and fly,

Step foot in the burning earth,

for the night is coming soon.

I want to go back,

to my mother's arms.

I want to go back,

to my mother's arms.

I've brought a bit of earth,

smells like pine and and the forest,

some doves are flying

on the roof.

My 20th birthday in the ground,

on Amsterdam's night,

I've bought love

over the paper.

I want to go home,

Spread my wings and fly,

Step foot in the burning earth,

for the night is coming soon.

I want to go back,

to my mother's arms.

I want to go back,

to my mother's arms.

I come fast like a bullet,

a diploma in my case,

I've left my love behind.

It's so cold in Paris,

I'm but memory and root,

No one leaves where he feels peace.

I want to go home,

Spread my wings and fly,

Step foot in the burning earth,

for the night is coming soon.

I want to go back,

to my mother's arms.

I want to go back,

to my mother's arms.