Любимый город [Lyubimyy gorod] [English translation]

My friend is flying to a distant land today,

And kindred winds won't let him fly alone.

His hometown disappears into a blue haze,

A gentle look, a green garden and a familiar home.

His hometown disappears into a blue haze,

A gentle look, a green garden and a familiar home.

My friend will go through all the battles and bloody war,

No sleep, no silence, and death around him.

His hometown can sleep peacefully forevermore

And again, to see good dreams, and turn green in spring.

His hometown can sleep in peace forevermore

And again, to see good dreams, and turn green in spring.

But when my friend returns and nocks at mother's door,

Kindred winds will fly to where he was born.

Our home town will smile at my friend once more,

A gentle look, a green garden and a familiar home.

• Artist:Till Lindemann