Olivera [English translation]

On the threshold of my twenties

I was easy to get..

Being a vagabond was the thing those days

I don't even want to recall everything..

I wanted to, well, try it all

Forbidden fruit calling from all sorts of branches

Now I'm regretting it, yes

But what did I know?

You were but a girl...

There was your ponytail, flying like a butterfly...

It would've all had a different meaning...

I would have breathed life differently...

If I had known you'd existed...

Olivera...

Perhaps I had, without knowing, stepped before the same shopwindow, as you

Perhaps we had both got off a train somewhere?

Perhaps you'd been so close,

Passed through my street

And perhaps we'd passed over each other, for a single moment?

Now I'm regretting it, yes

But what did I know?

You were but a girl...

Far-off my sight, and my pen...

It would've all had a different meaning...

I wouldn't have been writing songs to every girl...

If I had known you'd existed...

Olivera...

It would've all had a different meaning...

I'd have disappeared from that crowd

And no one could've guessed what I was up to

I would've known where to find peace...

Would've hidden in the secret monastery...

Waiting for you to grow up

Olivera...