I see you in my dreams.
I know you are my prince,
And if I see a falling star,
I wish, that you will come at last!
You will ride on a white horse
With a red - red rose,
Signing like the summer wind.
A nightingale will sing
About our love
His swittest song above...
I wait for you yet,
And it makes me sometimes mad,
Sometimes I'm in the flame
Of tears, happyness and pain...
Pain...it's too charmed for me...
Pain, that is called love indeed!