Monotonously peals little bell
The wind raises dust on a road
Whole field fills up by coachman's song.
His song has so much felling
So much meloncholy the melody has
It woked up my cold and sad soul
My heart is in fire.
His song reminds me other places,
other life and love.
I thought nothing can exite me anymore.
But strange...
tears are coming from my eyes.
Monotonously peals little bell
The wind raises dust on a road.
Silent is my coachman.
And I see road, that running from me
in the distance.
