Tavaszi Szél

The spring wind floods water, my flower, my flower.
Every bird chooses a mate.

The spring wind floods water, my flower, my flower.
Every bird chooses a mate, my flower, my flower.

So who should I choose now, my flower, my flower.
You me, I you, my flower, my flower.

Let's hide in each other's shadow, my flower, my flower.
Let's hide in each other's shadow, my flower, my flower.

The green ribbon is a light attire, my flower, my flower.
Because the wind easily blows it, my flower, my flower.

Chorus:
I seek the endless ocean in your eyes.
In the velvet waves, the melody of your heart.
In distant waters, on distant mountains.
An ocean of love on my sad heart.

But the veil is a heavy attire, my flower, my flower.
Because sorrow tears it apart, my flower, my flower.

Chorus
On my sad heart.
On distant mountains.

Every day the same, as if I could hear.
Every dawn, the bird's melody.

The spring wind floods water.
Every bird chooses a mate.