She asked me if I knew physics and the chemical sign of platinum.
I silenced that sissy and took her to matinee.
And then there was still no trace of love
neither in her heart, nor in mine.< br/>And I didn't know that she would be dear to me
and neither was the old crazy song with her:
Zorice, Zorule, the most beautiful girl,
I can't live without you,
Zoki, Zorule.
And I played for her on the beach and she liked the song.
Then I picked her shells and jumped on her feet.
Back then there was still no trace of love...
Then I collected all the change and bought her an ice cream.
Then I followed her home and I did well.
There was still no trace of love then...

INVIA LE CORREZIONI