Boza Boza [English translation]

Your heart is solemn, even with me

It cannot trust, deeply

I threw to the winds, I forgot but

All of my soul has your fingerprints on it

Which part of it is sadness, which part is joy

And how much of these feelings belongs to me

Mostly all we have is borrowed

Somebody love me, I'm good at being loved

And it would be good if it's until the next summer

You can say 'dude, what's this?'

She may come, if she's going to come, breaking me

May she love big, I'm good at being loved

And it would be good if it's until the next summer

You can say 'dude, what is this?'

She may come, if she's going to come, breaking me