I take a walk at nights - in the dark,
some dogs around just loudly bark ...
She lives upon those mighty hills,
I know for sure the shivers and the thrills ...
My love for her is stronger than the fear,
so I pretend those sounds - I don't hear ...
I can't pretend these feelings all my time,
I'm so much bitter than the lime ...
I hope we will move into the city,
if she won't - just what a pity!
Just how much longer will I insist?
Sometimes I feel like a shopping list ...
