It is not possible to forbid a flower

To bloom in Spring when it has the power.

Love is the flower, the girl is the Spring,

It blooms in Spring, it is a given thing.

Babe, since I first saw you I couldn’t love you more,

I became the lover of your beautiful soul.

Your beautiful soul that tenderly smiles

In the mirror of your enchanting eyes.

There is a secret question in my heart:

Do you love me or someone else, sweetheart?

These thoughts chase each other in my brain,

Like clouds chase the sunbeam in the Autumn rain.

Oh, if I knew that your lovely rosy cheeks

Bathing in milk, wait for someone else’s kiss,

In this big world I would become an exile,

Or rather desperately choose to die.

Star of my happiness, shed on me some light

So that my life should not be a sad night,

Love me, pearl of my heart, I don’t ask for more,

And I ask god to give his blessings to your soul.