Long hair whisper words of love,
Gray eyes look strictly into soul.
We've lived not live, but only half,
We've planned to play another roles.
I had no fear to be lost
By family and by my land.
I didn't know how much it costs
To hold your cold and ashen hand.
How much it hurts you'll never know,
I'm sure it's good to keep off this.
And as for me, I have to go
To find in future what I've missed.
I'll find you, oh, my love, Mirena.
Be sure that one day we'll meet.
I'll charm you with my gentle manner,
And after all you will defeat.
I'll win you in this love affair,
And afterwards I'll make you mine,
A girl with fairy golden hair
And cheeks as rosy as red wine.