That nice evening, dancing at the party
Accidentally I touched your soft hand.
Suddenly, a spark ran through my body
From the point where our fingers met.
Where we went then I cannot recall though,
Just your lips that shimmered in the dark,
And the words you whispered as you parted,
Disappearing in the shadowy park:
Chorus:
If it’s love - then find me,
If you want - come to me
This day will not pass by without trace.
But if love is not true,
Don’t seek me, I beg you,
You will never find me in that case.
I keep dreaming since that faithful evening
Spent on (a) bench that witnessed our tryst,
Of your naked arms, slender and gleaming,
Elegant, and charmingly sun-kissed.
Could it be that I will never find you,
Won’t relive that night’s oblivion,
And forget your tender quiet whisper,
And your face that keeps my heart go on.
Chorus.