Hurry, hurry, hurry

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