O heart, o naive heart!
Measure your steps, that no pain comes your way.
For remember,

where the heart is,
Lovers are not scarce.

Live life from the flask of wine,
Live full,
drink the intoxication...
See the world spin, colours blend,

For where beauty is,
Lovers are not scarce.

Forget things past,
think not of things to come,
forget loves gone, think not of those to come,
Carefree be!

For where love is,
Lovers are not scarce!