I know you only from radio and from watching TV
You look so good, that I start to lose control
When I hear your voice, then, nothing else matters,
I get weak in the knees, my heart never beats as loud as then.
The first longing/desire, tears on the pink writing paper,
since it hurts, because only in the dream are you with me.
You have never written to me – But I can only love one.
Believe me, I dream every night about you.
I think already, for you, there are many girls.
That you will write to me sometime, that, I wish very much.
Your picture hangs on my wall – You smile affectionately at me
as if you said to me – I myself long for you as well.