This affairs will not interest us now
Enthusiasms were left in our youth
When we were children, this tales did good
The pain left from them
We always loved, but in the end we were disgraced
We had opened our doors, but we were driven away
Don't get angry, my dear; we got tired now
Saying "Last time" again and again
No way, I swear for you
I can't deceive your sweet tongue
No way, I can't love although I want
I can't hold your tired hands
Look what has left from that innocent girl
You burned her, you threw her ashes, where?
No way, if I deceive again, I won't have any respect
Please, leave me alone
Believe, I won't suffer