You ask me Why do I love you? ...Well, when you kiss me Violins are playing ... And is there anything more delicate in the whole world Than violins? You ask me Why do I love you? ...Well, when you say: "Dearest Roman ..." I remember my Mother ... And is there anyone closer to you in the whole world Than Mother? You ask me Why do I love you? ...Well, your hair Is like a wheat field ... And is there something in the whole world That is more holy than bread? You ask me Why do I love you? ...Well, your eyes Are like the waves of the Dnipro River ... And is there something, in the whole world, That is more mine than Ukraine? You ask me Why do I love you?