The pretty ones are dearly loved and softly The funny ones are loved but for long The silent ones are loved, but not as often But if they’re loved, - then oh how strong! Do not yell loving words, do not yell Hold them in until time is better Let the steamboats bugle like hell But you - do not tell, do not tell If you hurry - you’ll lose her forever. She often reads about love and woe Allow her to compare, - just try to, Because the darker tulips grow To make the whiter ones seem brighter. Do not yell loving words, do not yell Hold them in until time is better Let the poets and rooks sing like hell But you - do not tell, do not tell If you hurry - you’ll lose her forever. The words are flowing... So what then? You’re late but there’s no regret! Say the words, - you know that you can If they simply cannot not be said! Do not yell loving words, do not yell Hold them in until time is better Let the steamboats bugle like hell Do not scream, do not yell, do not tell If you hurry - you’ll lose her forever.
© Andrey Kneller. Translation, ?