And this wonderful day of spring
I have seen in my dreams already,
But my soul is unable to sing,
You've left me for another Lady.
Do you love her? I cannot say,
Can you love? I am not really sure.
But I am won’t be crying today,
I am just little bit insecure.
You are worthless, so no more tears…
I’ll be fine, so just don’t worry,
Warm spring wind have said to the trees –
“It is the end of the sad love story”.