Goats have left the grass on her own
Faithful flowers gone too
On your beatiful head shining crown
Everything becomes blue

I don't know how explain
It seems to be clear
Please tell me bit a bit
Don't go with your dear /x2

Don't go with your dear /x4

Why do you run so fast?
Why I can't see your shadow?
In my piece of the glass
Hurts me insistently sorrow /x2

Sometimes I see flying stones
They are proud of a life
It's my imagination it knows
So I'm playing with a knife

I don't know how explain
It seems to be clear
Please tell me bit a bit
Don't go with your dear /x2

Don't go with your dear /x4

Why do you run so fast?
Why I can't see your shadow?
In my piece of the glass
Hurts me insistently sorrow /x2