How wonderful
and how beautiful is the first love!
Do not lose it,
it is in vain,
because it will not return again.
White birch will hear the quiet whisper of a yellow foliage.
We will sit closer to each other and tell our dreams.
You will touch me with your hand,
look me in the eyes with tenderness,
and until the evening you will smile so tenderly,
I will hug you.
How wonderful and
how beautiful is the first love!
Do not lose it,
it is in vain,
because it will not return again.
How
wonderful and how beautiful is the first love!
Do not lose it,
it is in vain,
because it will not return again.
Chase it like a ray of the sun,
looking into our window in winter,
and remember when it
is not easy.