Once or twice I had a kiss
With very pretty girl.
This girl called herself Melisse.
She said: "You must to promise me your all:
All your living,
All your loving,
And your soul will be mine".
Wasn't I the bloody fool
When I opened my mouth!
I could say just: "Yes. Be mine.
It is guaranteed that I
Couldn't have another girl.
I can promise you my all:
All my living,
All my loving,
And my soul will be yours".
In the next port I forget
The girl, whom I promised that,
But once at morning I remember:
"All your living,
All your loving,
And your soul will be mine".
She is a beast –
My dear Melisse!
She is a witch,
And if she will cry –
I'll have to die!
I ask your forgiveness,
My dear Melisse!
- You're late! –
Replies him the beast.
And today this boy is dead.
He was buried 'bout her house.
He was not so very bad,
But he couldn't keep closed his mouth
Dear Melisse
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