An early winter‘s drawing near
Autumn colours disappear
The birds of passage left for good
I‘m struggling with my solitude

Sitting by the fireplace
I reflect on chosen ways
But frequently deep in my heart
I‘m cursing there this missing part

In my nearest dreams I knew
I won‘t share my life with you
And yet I can‘t restrain my heart
From longing for nostalgia

Another winter turned his way
The shades grow shorter day by day
My spirits dawn from heavy sleep
Encourage me to dare a leap

But when I‘m back all by myself
I think about the life I lead
And frequently deep in my heart
I‘m missing there a missing part

In my nearest dreams I knew
I won‘t share my life with you
And yet I can‘t restrain my heart
From longing for nostalgia