You're tired of all your imitation friends 
and your job of course is boring 
And when you're at home and you sit before the fire 
And you look into the flames, then you see 
you gotta leave in the early morning 
You wanna go there where your friends will be friends 
and your job, a vacation trip 
And the dark days, oh sunny moments 
But even when I try and I try so hard to leave you here alone 
it's not easy, I'm almost chained 

Hurry, hurry, hurry 
Before the time will run too fast 
and then you'll never reach your kind and careless places 
Hurry, hurry, hurry 
Before the time will run too fast 
and then you'll never see your kind and friendly faces 

Here in the field, one by one, with our last bits of food 
We're patiently waiting for the daybreak 
Till something is happening that just faded away 
In the completely tired minds, still the remembrance 
Oh my mind aches 
Maybe you're ill, but you try to rise to get a view of the scene 
to see a handful of glory 
Fascinated by what you've seen, you return to here 
To the lost glorious ages 

Hurry, hurry, hurry 
Before the time will run too fast 
and then you'll never reach your kind and careless places 
Hurry, hurry, hurry 
Before the time will run too fast 
and then you'll never see your kind and friendly faces 

All I need is something else inside that changes me 
I wish something were happening here to me