It's almost a fairy tale
this story lived with her!
I slept to the breath of an oak tree
and two lips woke me up kissing me...
I look around
and I don't see anyone
but a scent was there
of someone who passed by me and woke me up like this!
That kiss in the woods
it's too true, it's not a dream ¨!
Those lips draw
her face inside me,
I could paint her who I don't know...
Her eyes, I feel them on me,
/>in the air, from the nests on the branches,
in the silver water of a stream!
Daba daba da
daba daba da
daba daba da!
There in the woods I want to live
to dream of her again!
But I never dreamed of her again
until the winter came,
the cold woke me up one day,
She looked at me!
Snow, snow, snow!
It was snowing, I kissed her...
Sounds of bells,
and I took her to the altar...
Da, daba daba daba daba da
Daba daba daba daba da!