The lovers, seemingly happy,
hold hands and walk.
It looks like everything is going perfectly, but
only they know the truth.

At the first phone call, the hand
with which I held the reciever trembled.
At the second call a message
was left on my machine.
At the seventh call we decided to meet.
It all began on that ordinary day.

The lovers, seemingly happy,
hold hands and walk.
It looks like everything is going perfectly, but.
only they know the truth.

At the 10th call we
went far away together.
As we held hands and walked,
I felt a little shy.

And the nights flew by.
On the way home, in the car, we kissed.

I love the white, shining snow.
Nevertheless, we were separated last year.
This winter, we'll try together.
Will we make it? Can I say?
The Merry Christmas I couldn't say before.

How many times have we tried to take off
the rings shining on our ring fingers?

The lovers, seemingly happy,
hold hands and walk.
It looks like everything is going perfectly, but
no one knows the truth.