This atmospheric single is from 1984, and the semi spoken lyrics are relatively easy to understand if you are learning German. Purple Schulz started out in the NDW band Neue Heimat (New Homeland) before going solo. Apparently the title of this track is a reference to the poem of the same name by Joseph von Eichendorff.

NB The words below are for the full length album version (from ‘Hautnah’), which I can’t find a video for. The lyrics of the shorter single version are slightly different. More importantly, on the full version Schulz actually starts sobbing!
Schulz also recorded a version in English entitled “Heartsick”, and for once the English version is actually pretty good (see below).


Regen fällt, kalter Wind
Himmel grau, Frau schlägt Kind
Keine Nerven und so allein
Das Paradies kann das nicht sein

Männer taumeln müde nach Hause
Die kalte Seele fliegt hinaus
Kind muss weinen, Kind muss schreien
Schreien macht müde und Kind schläft ein

Ich habe Heimweh… 
Ich weiß nicht, was es ist

Keine Sterne in der Nacht
Kleines Kind ist aufgewacht
Kind fragt, ‘Wo die Sterne sind?’
‘Ach was weiß denn - ich mein Kind’

Ist der große schiefe Mond
Eigentlich von wem bewohnt
Warum ist der Himmel leer
Ist da oben keiner mehr? 

Ich habe Heimweh…


Ich will nur fort…
Ganz weit fort…
Ich will raus! 

Warum hast Du mich geboren
Bevor ich da war, war ich schon verloren
Land der Henker, Niemandsland
Das Paradies ist abgebrannt


Ich will nur weg…
Ganz weit weg…
Ich will raus!

Rain falls, cold wind
Grey sky, woman hits child
No nerves and so alone
This can’t be Paradise

Men stagger tiredly home
The cold soul flies away
Child must cry, child must scream
Screaming becomes tired and child falls asleep

I feel homesick…
I don't know what it is

No stars in the night
Small child is woken up
Child asks, ‘Where are the stars?’
‘Oh, what do I know, my child’

Is the big crooked moon
In fact, inhabited by whom?
Why is the sky empty
Is there nobody else up above? 

I feel homesick…


I want to get away…
Far, far away…
I want out! 

Why did you give birth to me
Before I was there, I was already lost
Land of executioners, no man's land
Paradise is burned down


I only want to go away…
Far, far away…
I want out!




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