The trouble has green eyes.
They won't forgive, won't spare,
I'm walking with my head bowed,
I look away with my guilty gaze,
I'll go to the loving field
And cry about myself,
Tell me, who invented such pain,
And what I've done to deserve it?
I didn't imagine, it just happened,
It's because of fate rather than of anger,
But I’m not the one, who embroidered the shirt,
That you like so much,
And I'm not the one,
Who went home from party arm in arm with you,
I can't even flow over you,
Like a cloud.
We didn't meet at right time,
We had our weddings long time ago,
I'm destined to be in the world
A third wheel for you,
The feverish nights, nights
Rustle like prairie smoke,
The trouble looks with
It's green relentless eyes.
If you drop the ring in the water - you'll get a lot of regrets,
And my love to you brings me only suffering.