He swore with her kisses that she loved me,
that I was the sole love of her life,
yet she was having an affair with another man,
Margó, such a cruel, perfidious woman.
The romance I dreamed of
vanished into thin air with her betrayal,
and seeing them board a train
and ride off, away from me,
as I suffered,
I sang this song:
The train goes away,
the train goes away,
and all my happiness goes with it.
It goes away not, oh the pain,
and my love goes away with it.
(Repeat from: The romance I dreamed of)