Summer evening felt into the town, the golden moths began to fly
And this boy is again vis a vis on a balcony
He stand everyday at this time, like if he was waiting for my sign
It shouldn't bother me, so that's how I'm singing to myself:
Pa pa pa pa ra pa pa pa...
What should people think about someone, who has
Nothing better to do, than nastily staring at?
Something better even happened, such person should be hit
Because he had stolen my song and he brazenly sings to me:
Pa pa pa pa ra pa pa pa...
He made me awfully mad, it was the reason, I'm vouching you
Why I started to sing from the window and the duet came off
Gossipers in tenement hide their noses at my sight
And children on a street sing me loudly:
Pa pa pa pa ra pa pa pa...
When he met me at stairs, I wanted to shout:
"How dare you!
What a habit, what a fashion and in general I mean no!"
But the girl is powerless when someone has eyes like this
In fact, it is your fault, that you and me sing
Pa pa pa pa ra pa pa pa...