You, who arrived at a spring blue hourWhere are you now? Where are you now?You, who made the fairy tales come to lifeWhere are you now? Where are you now?You, who came alone in my sleepYou, who put on this cold robeWhere are you now?You, who came alone in my sleepYou, who came alone in my sleepLike a little girlWhere are you now? Where are you now?I collect you, I wait for youI dream of you, my belovedAnd on the nightfallYou came in sorrowBut I'm waiting for you, I'm waiting for youAnd if you come to me in the early morningAt seven o'clock, at seven o'clockYou who made all my sorrows come to lifeTo be true, to be trueYou who united all my sorrows into oneYou who warmed my cold woundsTo meYou who made all my sorrows come to lifeAnd if you come to me in the early morningAt seven o'clock, at seven o'clockYou who made all my sorrows come to lifeTo me