„Aludjál el istennek báránya
Szerelemből jöttél a világra.”
Flower grown from my soul, struggling
Will stand by me at the end
They must be left, to make their own mistakes
So they arrive safely at the end of their chosen way
What a shame; I really can’t stay that long
At least I know now, and I’m up for the fights to come
Flower grown from my soul,
The flame that’s safe, always glows
Believe in them, believe them
Leaving my impression behind
Believe in them, believe them
Nothing more
„Gyönyörűségére maga magzatjára!”
Believe in them, believe them
Leaving my impression behind
Believe in them, believe them
Nothing more
„Boldog az az Apa ki kertecskét kertel,
Boldog az az Anya ki virágot ültet.” |
