Here I am waiting
For my [bad word] love [bad word] When the storm's melting
To have rest in my arms
Under my windows
White flowers grow
Through the rhye meadow [bad word] I know

What if [bad word] here
With gun in his hands
I will have no fear
As I never had
I will fall deeply
Into his caress
Then he'll be sleeping
Upon my chest

Promise I'll be waiting
But if [bad word] too late
Remember me but forget about my fate