Viszlát nyár [English translation]

Let's play with open cards at last,

my boat has to sail,

and you'll be left behind.

My blood will live within you

and if you retain it,

your heart is marked,

and that will lift you to the sky.

Goodbye summer, it's too late now;

you told me that you'll be mine,

you didn't come, you lied!

Goodbye dream, I'm glad that you disappeared!

Now it's time to recoup all that you have taken!

The life in my veins is tired;

I know that you'd hold me yet,

but please let go of me.

Here, strip your part off of me;

if you retain it your heart is marked,

and that will lift you to the sky.