O láske [English translation]

The rain is clattering his dream on the window, it's getting dark

I'm opening the door and only blow alone comes inside

The streets are wander around without a feeling without a hurry

You were with me and you are here no more, beautiful love

In my heart remain two shots from the previous days

Words what help like a poison, deal with it

I'm backing out of my memories on my toes, they will come back

I'm throwing the enjoyments like coins to fountains alone

Love is a fight, dream about beautiful torment

There are no winners only defeated ones

Rime is pouring to the soul from eyes of statues,

this is the end of the song about us, it happens

I have won the requiem in the casino of losses and lost everything I have

I move, breathe but don't live without the love alone

Love is a fight, dream about beautiful torment

There are no winners only defeated ones

Love is a fight, dream about beautiful torment

There are no winners only defeated ones

• Artist:Elán