The sun sets behind your back
it colors your hair with red
and the Eput* sings:"Don't go njet njet
you go or not, you take my heart anyway."
There are Andalusia's nights in your eyes
and in the dark I lay my head to your breasts
I don't even dare to breathe aloud
and your scent makes me to lose my conscious
Chorus:
And hand in hand we walk to deserted house
and it shakes me inside
And this moment will soon drive me to a brain damage
when I share this deserted house with you
and hand in hand we walk to deserted house
and this moment will soon drive me to a brain damage
I carry you at my piggyback
you are laughing and your laugh blocks the whole road
and I make a garland of flowers to my hair
I'm a sniffer by breathing you
Someone crazy have invented the eternity
I was one of them resorting to it
you will not come to my piggyback anymore
and the flowers of deserted house will wither
Chorus:
And hand in hand...