Istoria unei fete [English translation]

You gave me a guitar,

With untied strings,

You appeared with all you had behind you,

I knew you from my dreams and I left them waiting

There was not time to decipher, the story of a girl

The wind will blow, my girl hair

The rain will come, take me by the hand

And I tremored in fear, when the world fell apart

You make the white nights and black days disappear

I knew you from my dreams and I left them waiting

There was not time to decipher, the story of a girl

The wind will blow, my girl hair

The rain will come, take me by the hand

And you told me that you wouldn't leave, and I believed you naively

The small child, scared, with a captive heart

I don't want freedom if I remain with a thousand of white nights, white nights but without you

I am sweet and bitter, sweet and bitter and full of secrets

I brought you only peace and you didn't want to hear the story and drama of a girl

The wind will blow, my girl hair

The rain will come, take me by the hand