Sefa [English translation]

Neither from pleasure, nor from trouble

Life consists from love

If you believe me, my heart is heaven to me

It is longing for you

Neither from death, nor from persecution

My tongue talks about love

If you will break, then at least

Let my heart beats.

All of us has habit to forget old things

Has splurge of retaining things

Once that death stick of love hit to heart

It scares but it doesn't any help to heart

Noone didn't have smiling a little and taking the road

This polite heart will find it's worthy half naked

Even if it scares, it's hands are uniting behind for lover

I'm not in this fight for that very small place

Both my existence and my absence are important for you?

You escaped from my hand among so much melancholy

Love passed in front of me, it didn't stop once in orbit

You strewed pessimistic stories from your hand how many there are

Neither from pleasure, nor from trouble

Life consists from love

If you believe me, my heart is heaven to me

It is longing for you

Neither from death, nor from persecution

My tongue talks about love

If you will break, then at least

Let my heart beats. ( x2 )