Ta tvoja ruka mala [English translation]

Look, twilight coming down already

I know, the walk has come to it's end.

Now, at goodbye,

At least give me your hand!

That little hand of yours

Tells me by its grip

That you gave your heart to me

In that beatiful moment.

That movement, soft, gentle,

Does it wish to keep a secret

The amount of the power

In your emotion....

Till now you hadn't given me a smile,

Always so proud or so timid, you are.

But your little hand

Tells me with it's grip

That you gave me your heart

In that moment.