There is no such thing as submission in love,
She's from the element of fire,
Love will conquer all conventions,
Only the word "can't" will kill him.
Love is not afraid of darkness,
The nights of the night, the twilight of the day.
She's in love with them to death
And roasts them in the fire!
Don't expect serenity from love,
She's the daughter of a bucking horse.
The only thing that can break her is pride,
Two-facedness is bruised.
Love will not tolerate duplicity,
It's sewn from a clear day.
Love will conquer all conventions,
Only the word "can't" will kill him!