Levandulová [English translation]

Over the bridge in a narrow street

There is a shop that smells from afar

Lemon balm, bistort, cinnamon

But most of all - oh yeah ...

This is already a tradition

I'm buying the whole box

And through the wrapping paper

It feels like you say:

You are mine, lavender girl

Completely whole, whole, lavender girl

Beautiful lavender girl

Lavender girl

I don't cook like a chef

And sometimes I get fevers

I don't strike the right note with you

But I often sigh - oh yeah

I hear the bell at the door

I open - and there you are,

Just a little more, and everything is blury

You call again:

You are mine, lavender girl

Beautiful lavender girl

Delightful lavender girl

Lavender girl

It's been a twenty-five years

Hurry up and smell it

And before you start talking

You whisper in my ear - oh yeah

I'm jealous of that flower

But you already know that by heart

Let the devil take the dried leaves

You say without them - oh yeah

Be mine, lavender girl

Forever and ever, whole

Lavender girl

Wonderfully delicious lavender girl

• Artist:Hana Hegerová