Whe I just think, my Juliska1
How you kissed me.
How crazy we danced,
As they played csardas.2
Your sweet little boots
Didn't touch the ground,
There was no girl more beautiful
Than you, my dove.
It seems to me that on that night
All the stars shone for us.
The grass around csarda3 fell over
Our minds got lost from us,
Only God knows it, my Juliska
Where you are now, in whose dreams
My soul always starts to dance
When a csardas begins to play.
1. hungarian form of the name Julia2. hungarian dance3. hungarian restaurant with a traditional atmosphere