I pretended that I loved you long ago
We were walking among the houses in the Gothic fashion
You tried to surprise me and wanted to know
Could I feel so true and sincere, pure and strong passion
You understood that I couldn't, but why
I walked with you, kissed you, said tender words in the night?
Then it was beautiful violet sky
Spires of buildings aspired to the unattainable high
Your heart burnt, your mind boggled wholly
The charm, the magic of my green eyes didn't allow your thoughts to switch
The wind sang, the moon shone, you shased slowly
But, my poor, it was too late, you had no chance, I'm witch ... |