Bánatomat dalban mondom el [English translation]

The night has been cool,

The trees had no leaves,

The summer passed soon,

It brings a girl,

My wounded heart still hurts

Perhaps it doesn't even think of me.

I tell my sorrows in a song,

To hide, i feel it is not possible.

I have tried to set aside,

Think as a dream.

The reality hurts too much,

The desire takes me excessively!

I tell my sorrows in a song,

To hide, i feel it is not possible.

I have tried to set aside,

Think as a dream.

The reality hurts too much,

The desire takes me excessively!

The sky will be clear

the hope lives in my heart

you would come to me

you would clings me

the night would be hotter

perhaps this is only a pale hope.

I tell my sorrows in a song,

To hide, i feel it is not possible.

I have tried to set aside,

Think as a dream.

The reality hurts too much,

The desire takes me excessively!

I tell my sorrows in a song,

To hide, i feel it is not possible.

I have tried to set aside,

Think as a dream.

The reality hurts too much,

The desire takes me excessively!