In her eyes the decline shone, 
All the light eclipsed. 
At one sight at it, 
It has lost the mind. 
Looked in the face and spoke, 
As it is strong it it loved. 
But there came night, 
It without the answer left. 

Refrain: 
What for to it all silks, colour clouds? 
What for all it? What for? 
What for to it all silks, colour clouds? 
What for all it? What for? 

Brilliants in gold gave 
 [bad word] littered. 
She all waited that its heart will tell "yes". 

Refrain: 
What for she then about feelings has lain? 
What for all it? What for? 
What for she then about feelings has lain? 
What for all it? What for? 

What for all it? What for? 
Who will tell? 
What for all it? What for? 
Who will tell? 

To what these brilliants, what for gold? 
She looks at it, 
But on heart it is cold. 
He waits already, which year, but is not present. 
In its sight he reads emptiness [bad word]  
He looks, but he does not see, 
She does not love, but does not wish to offend. 
As a labyrinth in which there is no exit. 
Second on a sigh, all life on an exhalation. 
It is necessary to fall only downwards. 
It on hunting – its heart the main prize! 
As though it does not have other reasons, 
And it already does not have other men. 
And this evening it will leave with what. 
It on freedom, but it as a captivity. 
Knock in a breast, but he does not feel pulse 
Thoughts on love, but without uniform feeling. 

In her eyes fires burn, 
But he does not see in them love. 
Brilliants and flowers are not so necessary to it. 
Its words are not necessary to it, 
From them only around a head. 
And every evening slowly 
It goes home one. 

Refrain: 
What for to it all silks, colour clouds? 
What for all it? What for? 
What for to it all silks, colour clouds? 
What for all it? What for? 

To be together with it its dream, 
But in its heart – emptiness. 
Let time moves forward, 
Its hope will not die! 

Refrain: 
What for? What for? What for? What for? 

What for to it all silks, colour clouds? 
What for all it? What for? 
What for to it all silks, colour clouds? 
What for all it? What for? 
What for to it all silks, colour clouds? 
What for all it? What for?