I have red in my handkerchiefI cried, didn't you see?I found the fire, I burned, my loveYou brought water, didn't I tell you?I have red in my handkerchiefI cried, didn't you see?I found the fire, I burned, my loveYou brought water, didn't I tell you?Countless days have passedLet the trouble that has come to me be goneIt would be a pity if the word flew awayLet a fire burn in my chestCountless days have passedLet the trouble that has come to me be goneIt would be a pity if the word flew awayIt would be a pity if the word flew awayGive it back, give it backThe truth burns my heartOh, when I don't see this eyeDoes my heart get tired?I see it again, againGive it back, give it backThe truth burns my heartOh, when I don't see this eyeDoes my heart get tired?I see it again, againGive it back, give it backThe truth burns my heartOh, when I don't see this eyeDoes my heart get tired?I see it again, againGive it back, give it backThe truth burns my heartOh, when I don't see this eyeGive me money in my handI will make you angry, I understand, I understandWho can stand the separation from the ground?The call of the nightingale made me laughGive me money in my handI will make you angry, I understand, I understandWho can stand the separation from the ground?The call of the nightingale made me laughGive me money in my hand