Любимый город [Lyubimyy gorod] [English translation]

The friend flies off to a faraway land,

The native winds follow him.

The beloved city is hiding in a blue mist,

The familiar house, a green garden and an affectionate glance.

The beloved city is hiding in a blue mist,

A familiar house, a green garden and an affectionate gaze.

The friend will travel all the wars and battles,

He will have no rest, no silence,

The beloved city can sleep soundly,

And see dreams, and turn green in spring.

The beloved city can sleep soundly,

And see dreams, and turn green in spring.

When my friend return home,

The native winds will fly for him.

The beloved city will smile at the friend,

A familiar house, a green garden and a cheerful look.

• Artist:Till Lindemann