It's a bright sunny day. The rain's gone far away.
How the sky is clear!
It's a lovely world. Be it young or old,
I wish that we were here
- together -
How the air is sweet. We'll walk down the street.
And at last, oh, dear!
As if by the way I will try to say
What you mean to me.
Just because there's little hope
It's a plain and painful job,
Fainting job, to say you what you mean to me.
-Oh, darling!-
Am I old? - I’m not, but I’ve lost a lot
Of my hair and teeth.
Though I learned at onthe that it’th not the thanthe
I would like to mithth.
-Oh, honey!-
Oh, be a judge of mine, sign my sentence line.
Will you, please, decide
On your own accord if you mind or not
My walking by your side.
Do not care about my pain.
No one knows: I lose or gain.
When I love I know: my life is not in vain.
-By no way-
When people look at us they are quite surprised:
You're so young and fair.
My dream is not real. What is real is that we'll
Hardly make a pair.
-Oh, sorrow!-
Still I humbly wait till my fickle fate
A Holy message sends.
I will rather die if do never I
Hold your lovely hand.
Well, I dream that in the end
You will let me hold your hand,
No one else could touch your hand as tenderly.
Looking right into my eyes
You can clearly realise:
If you don't you'll let me down in misery!
- Be careful!-
Life has always been such a wayward thing.
It is fast to pass.
Everything can change: Short is beauty's age.
Time's not kind to us.
-Remember-
On your own free will I suppose we will
Have this question closed.
Harry up, my friend, I'll your verdict stand
Be it kind or coarse.
There is no one I should blame.
Love has always been a game.
It astonishes by tricks of different kinds.
Fate is capable to change
In a strange, extended, range.
Take my heart, my love…
Take my heart, my love…
Take my heart, my love
….Before I change my mind!