18.02.2019
Lost happiness
1.
I no longer hurry to the spring in the evening.
I know nobody eagerly awaits me there any more.
My love married someone else,
and the beloved star that lit this place went dark.
(chorus)
This lost happiness, this lost happiness,
who will return it to me now,
so that I could meet the morning
beaming like a grey nightingale?
2.
Nightingales no longer chirp in the cherry trees,
only the cuckoo suffers in its loneliness.
Only a silver bridge across the spring
is still waiting for us to come back there.
(chorus)
3.
O wind, please help me understand!
How could my bitter heart be cured?
Or is happiness still awaiting me
in some faraway place?
(chorus)