«А ты то думал, я счастливая» - Петр Градов (And you thought I was happy - Peter Hradov)

Translated by me Peter Hradov «And you thought I was happy» And you thought I was happy, When alone at the end of the day I walked so proud And didn’t glance at you. And you thought I was happy. You thought I was happier than anyone, When you looked into my playful eyes, When you heard my cheerful laughter. Those eyes, tender yet stern, But in them is anxiety, in them is trouble. You’re right, many loved me. I never loved anyone. And loving eyes gaze at me. They cannot understand from afar, Inside me is an insatiable melancholy, A sacred, feminine longing. And a single, irresistible thought Gives me neither sleep nor life: That it is not enough to be loved, That I must be loving, too. Holy, proud, beautiful... Do you hear my joyful laughter? And you thought I was happy, You thought I was happier than anyone. Music credit: Passing By by Yiruma