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It's not very big
But I don't need more than this
The place that I know
Here I charge
My place to rest
Yes, here I can be who I am

Oh, how nice it is
To be home again
Even more beautiful than the most beautiful trip
I feel it right away
The security
Nowhere as safe as in my own little piece of paradise

How great she is
Her mountains and valleys
Her country, oceans, the sky
I look around me
I take a deep breath
And still I always want to go back

Oh, how nice it is
To be home again
Even more beautiful than the most beautiful trip
I feel it right away
The recognizability
Nowhere as happy as in my own little piece of paradise

Every time I leave
I look back
And I think about what is hidden
Behind the window at the balcony
Everything that is so dear to my heart
What it's all about
Which will best describe me
When everything else blows over
The feeling that I belong here
I always take it with me
Because of what awaits me when I return
I'm not really alone anywhere
I recognize the fields and the roads
The route with my eyes closed
I know it's not far anymore

Which is the most important
I missed the most
The scent of your hair, the color of your eyes
That radiant smile that always captivates me
The door that swings open, there you are
And I know I'm home
I am home

Oh, how nice it is
To be with you again
Nowhere am as happy as in my own little piece of paradise
My own little piece
Oh, how nice it is to be home again