I'm a good, pretty girl
full of custom and full of youth.
I love flowers and songs.
My thinking is about the loved one.
But I, I sit without sleep
complete solitude in the heart.
Say, will you come back?
Will you bring me the stars?
Now the night has come,
Now everyone has gone to rest.
Silence between the houses,
the fires are extinguished.
But I, I sit without sleep
complete solitude in the heart.
My thinking is about the loved one.
Is he waiting for me?
Now the birds have hidden their heads
they have hidden under the wings.
An owl hoots loudly.
Cold shudder seized me.
The wind is blowing between the leaves.
It brings no news of you.
Say, will you come back?
Will you bring me the stars?
All is quiet, all is silent
The wind is wailing on the field
Unnamed stars blister cold on the canopy