Viertel vor sieben [English translation]

Dark heavy clouds gather on the horizon

Like a ragged grey quilt in the sky

Dusk sets in, darkness is rising

Lights going on by and by

"Where have you been so long, dinner is ready,

take your shoes off, they're covered in loam"

Sometimes I wish it was once again a quarter to seven

And I wish I was back at home

And it should be Saturday and ring cake prepared

The table set, all ready to eat

And I'm handing out the portions with pride

My old cushions's there on my seat

Cocoa is steaming in my mug from Aunt Helen

Chocolate grated all over its foam

Sometimes I wish it was once again a quarter to seven

And I wish I was back at home

A letter arrived in the mailbox today

That leaves you confused, in a daze

Anna and John, the perfect couple

Decided to go separate ways

You used to envy the match made in heaven

And yet all the love has just gone

Sometimes I wish it was once again a quarter to seven

And I wish I was back at home

And father should listen to his radio show

Absorbed in the evening news

His look at me says, "just don't disturb me now"

But at a second glance he frowns at my shoes

"Look at the state of you, go sort yourself out,

it seems like weeks your hair has last seen a comb"

Sometimes I wish it was once again a quarter to seven

And I wish I was back at home

My skin turns thinner as I grow older

Beyond a cure for those afflictions of mine

Sorrow is deeper, comfort is colder

Not every wound heals with time

What has become of the once cheerful boy

Without a care in a world of his own

Sometimes I wish it was once again a quarter to seven

And I wish I was back at home

Just one more time to find a place of sanctuary

With that innocent free spirit of mine

To ride through unlit roads to safety

And to trust everything will be fine

Sometimes I wish things remained as they were

And each path had one direction alone

Sometimes I wish it was once again a quarter to seven

And I wish I was back at home