He was older than her, and she was nice
And in her little body dwelled a soul
They used to walk together and not quarrel about trifles
All people around were wondering: how come that they are not a man and wife?
She drove him insane with only one silly thing:
He was loving her, but she was loving to fly at night.
He was suffering every time it was getting dark out there
He wasn't sleeping, for the night he was locking the window
He kept weeping and drinking bitter tea in the kitchen
At that time1 when she was flying every night
And then in the morning she was swearing
that yesterday was the last time
He was forgiving. But at night once it is dark out there
she was flying away despite of that
He was presenting her roses, buying her perfumes,
dedicating her songs and writing her poetry
He was clutching with a straw like a complete fool
He was fearing that one day, under the full moon,
she will forget the way home
And that's exactly what happened one night
He was suffering every time it was getting dark out there
He wasn't sleeping, for the night he was locking the window
He kept weeping and drinking bitter tea in the kitchen
At that time1 when she was flying every night
The next morning she was swearing
that yesterday was the last time
He was forgiving. But at night once it is dark out there
she kept flying away despite of that
For three days and nights he didn't eat nor sleep
Kept sitting by the window and looking to the sky,
kept repeating her name, kept going out to meet her at the cornice
And when the moon went for his death2
He stepped out of the window just as she used to do
He took off just as she used to do
But not upward, downward
The next morning she was swearing
that yesterday was the last time
He was forgiving. But at night once it is dark out there
she kept flying away despite of that
kept flying away despite of that
kept flying away despite of that
kept flying away despite of that
1. a. b. At the hour. Or: At one o'clock, when ..2. Turned into new moon (The opposite of the full moon)