Love, Love
Damned anguish
Why didn't you bloom
in the top of trees?
On top of the trees,
Girls and fellows would've plucked
Leaves of walnut tree.
Because I've plucked one either,
And I had let it go.
I've plucked one either,
And I had let it go.
But I would pluck one too,
and if I've found one good,
A good and a beautiful one
and I could find my old lover.
I would do anything
for my old lover,
I would dip the water
of the sea.
I would pick pearls
from the seabed
And I'd sew wreath of pearls
for my old lover.