Oh I wish so much to go back,
Oh I wish so much to storm back into town,
In our street of only three house,
Where's so easy, so familiar, for a day.
Where guests come without notice,
Where’s no envy and no malice, dearest home,
Where birth is celebrated
And last tribute’s paid to someone with whole lot.

Time, oh time is spinning snowstorm,
And the neighbors all departed on their way,
And when houses were leveled
You and I, my friend, were joking, no harm made.
Once a year a letter stingy,
Christmas greeting and good wishes,
Live long life.
Eight quiet even lines exactly
In some different handwriting,
And so long!

Oh I wish so much to go back,
Oh I wish so much to storm back into town,
In our street of only three house,
Where's so easy, so familiar, for a day.
Where guests come without notice,
Where’s no envy and no malice, dearest home,
Where birth is celebrated
And last tribute’s paid to someone with whole lot.

Now in dreams come to me faces,
Cannot recognize half of them,
Light is bright.
Year passed, I open mail box,
Only two newspapers in it, and no mail.

Oh I wish so much to go back,
Oh I wish so much to storm back into town,
In our street of only three house,
Where's so easy, so familiar, for a day.
Where guests come without notice,
Where’s no envy and no malice, dearest home,
Where birth is celebrated
And last tribute’s paid to someone ...
And last tribute’s paid to someone with whole lot.