The weight of the long way makes me feel like falling,
but something doesn't let me rest somehow…

The figure af a beautiful woman by the flickering candlelight…
The face of an old man following me following everywhere…

Today I'm writing in a book of another lot,
The snowwhite pages are full of my hopes,
I engrave my beautiful mate's name thousand times,
I want our life to be at least as nice!

Baleful feelings come to me,
The masked danger haunts me laughing…

Fear flashes through the sparkling lights of the town…
An old face brings me calming down…

Today I'm writing in a book of another lot,
The snowwhite pages are full of my hopes,
I engrave my mates' name thousand times
I want our life to be at least as nice!