My coat is on the hook
The sun seems to be doomed
And nothing’s really good.
I often think of Ghita…
But Ghita’s not in town
I know, I’ve asked around
It seems that he is gone
To get provisions…

Hard, it has been very hard
Want, but don’t know what I want
Of me, I know you too are fond…
Tell me, Ghita what is up? [bad word]  or please go
Or tell me what to do
So please, don’t make me mad
Ghita, what’s up in your life?

Ghita, I’ll wait for you my dear Ghita
Tonight, at our place, [bad word] 
But when [bad word] don [bad word] as you do…
Usually, empty handed, who else
Is gonna wait for you as I do?…
whole night, just for you my Ghita?
Show me just one other girl who
Can love you as much as I do!

Ghita, I’ll wait for you my dear Ghita
Tonight, at our place, [bad word] 
But when [bad word] don [bad word] as you do…
Usually, empty handed, who else
Is gonna wait for you as I do?…
whole night, just for you my Ghita?
Show me just one other girl who
Can love you as much as I do!