Haus am See [English translation]

Here I was born and walk the streets

I know the faces, every house and every shop.

I must leave. I know every dove by name.

Thumbs out, I´m waiting for a chic woman with a fast car.

The sun is blinding, everything flying by.

And the world behind me slowly getting smaller,

though the world ahead is made for me!

I know she´s waiting, and I'm picking her up.

I have the day on my side and the wind at my back.

A roadside women's choir sings for me!

I lean back and look into the deep blue.

Eyes closed and just walk straight ahead.

And at the end of the road there is a house by the lake

Leaves of the orange tree are lie along the path.

I have 20 kids, my wife is beautiful.

Everyone comes over; I don't need to go out.

I´m looking for a new land

with new streets, unfamiliar faces, no one knows my name!

Everyone wins the game with marked cards.

All is lost. God has a hard left-hook,

I dig up treasures in snow and sand

and women drive me out of my mind. (literally it´s "women make me lose my mind")

Yet, eventually luck catches up with me,

and I come back with both pockets full of gold!

I invite old friends (literally "old birds") and relatives

and we'll cry for joy.

We barbecue, the mamas cook and we drink booze

and party every night for a week.

And the moon shines bright on my house at the lake

leaves of a orange tree lie along the path,

I have 20 kids and my wife is beautiful.

Everyone comes over; I don´t need to go out.

Here I was born. Here I´ll be buried.

I'll have deaf ears, a white beard and sit in the garden.

My 100 grandchildren playing Cricket on the grass.

When I think about it, I can hardly wait...

• Artist:Peter Fox
• Album:Stadtaffe