Julia [English translation]

I am that man, the man who kneeled in front of you

kissed your fiongertips and swam in your fragrance

And now that love is worn out, old goods

sometimes giving up is hard.

To me you are still that fair day

when, in the middle of the June and birch trees,

we celebrated our wedding, I could not forecast the weather

when the trace of storms is part of love.

You are my Julia

white bride in the photograph

You are my Julia

white bride in the photograph

You are my Julia

why did you leave so soon?

I am that man, the mad man who can not get past it

who called you at nights and cried, pain in his voice

But I have tried to revive the love of another heart to no avail

I'd like to give up the ring

To me you are still that fair day

when, in the middle of the June and birch trees,

we celebrated our wedding, I could not forecast the weather

when the trace of storms is part of love.

You are my Julia

white bride in the photograph

You are my Julia

why did you leave so soon?

I am that man, the same man if we run into eachother in the streets

You are the story of love that cuts me deep

You are my Julia

white bride in the photograph

You are my Julia

why did you leave so soon?

To me you are still that fair day

when, in the middle of the June and birch trees,

we celebrated our wedding, I could not forecast the weather

when the trace of storms is part of love.

You are my Julia

white bride in the photograph

You are my Julia

white bride in the photograph

You are my Julia

why did you leave so soon?