Malá dáma [English translation]

She plucked a blade of grass and began to play

The little lady from the suburbs

Who can read people’s palms

The cats there are often hungry

After a sinful night

She’ll pet and feed them

She wanders the darkness and sleeps by day

And her eyes know more than mine

I just stood there, having ran out of words

She’s the only one I’d die with

She’s the only one I’d die with on the same day

And if that’s not enough for you

Even if a hundred women stood there

I’d ask her to dance, even though I don’t dance

Her den is at that place behind the railroad

She collects coins from fountains

And then lines them up on the rail

She’s building her temple

A bridge of tin

The first guest is already walking it

I pray his feet won’t hurt

She went through hell and she knows magic

She counts the run-over coins

And he who sees her is doomed

She’s the only one I’d die with

She’s the only one I’d die with on the same day

And if that’s not enough for you

Even if a hundred women stood there

I’d ask her to dance, even though I don’t dance

I’ll remember that moment

She played and it sounded like Paganini

And I already knew I was lost

Feeling guilty, I asked her, “for how much?”

She’s the only one I’d die with on the same day

And if that’s not enough for you

Even if a hundred women stood there

I’d ask her to dance, even though I don’t dance

She’s the only one I’d die with on the same day

And if that’s not enough for you

Even if a hundred women stood there

I’d ask her to dance, even though I don’t dance