Вона [Vona] [English translation]

Some your pals will come to visit

Your apartment looked like prison.

You will drink some bitter seasoned wine.

They will bring you slender asters,

They will say that "life is charming"

So, life is cool, but not this time.

Though she smiles, oh she smiles, hot tears filled her eyes.

And my Love is never tipsy with a glass of seasoned wine.

But I have to draw attention and I want to sing my song

Though none of you can help me overcome my sorrow long.

'Cause I dare you, I dare,

I am mad about her hair,

I adore her naughty tender lips.

But it seems we aren't fated,

'Cause of distance, maybe lately,

We are separated by no means.

Though she smiles, oh she smiles, hot tears filled her eyes.

And my Love is never tipsy with a glass of seasoned wine.

Oh my Love, my little beauty, oh my clear Eden skies

But your image drives me crazy, chasing me all days and nights.