Oh, my blue-eyed Angel,
Came from the Northern sky,
I know, there"ll be no danger,
You"ll never let me cry.

The Moon tonight is tender,
Reflecting in your eyes.
The night will never end up,
Unless the Sun will rise.

My bitter-sweet impression,
I feel, I"m losing you.
My brightest recollection,
All passed, as it must do.

I"ll never feel regret for
All, that I can"t get back.
And noone can receive more,
Than sight of holy track.