Why did your hazel eyes cry?
Why did your black hair turn to white?
Believe, my darling, it's your work
My eyes always filled for you
You threw me to fire of love
You made me servant, slave to yourself
I repent, I will never love again
If you'd die I won't come to your grave
Look, my heart is full of troubles
You closed this the way of love
Day comes and goes, it finds you too
What will be your difference from me, then ?
You threw me to fire of love
You made me servant, slave to yourself
I repent, I will never love again
If you'd die I won't come to your grave