Marvelous days in kafanas*, oh
Marvelous days in kafanas, oh
I wait for work and wait for bottom
I only notice you and I tumble under the table
This day is just fine
and it is telling me to know:
''Sleep me freely,
That's all that I can give to you.''
Marvelous days on the field, I'm drunk
Marvelous days on the field, I'm drunk
I want, always, always to be there
in valley of butterflies and with the sun on my sight
Turned towards heavens
laying in the flowers as
clouds of fairy choir are flying
and are saying: "Stay there."
Marvelous days
Marvelous days
Marvelous days in kafanas, oh
Marvelous days in kafanas, oh
Marvelous days on the field, I'm drunk
Marvelous days on the field, I'm drunk