Where was this melancholy then,
Crying so much,
Drifting off into song,
Partying seven days a week,
Today music, tomorrow a film,
The Family Garden café, you hating it,
You should have gone to the park,
My girl, known to everyone,
My girl,
Who I’m crazy about,
Hanging on her every word,
We made a palace of a hayloft.
Where,
Where,
Where was this melancholy then.

translated by George Messo