Sometimes you drift away, I dream alone
I confess I can't, but I try, because you're gone,
then always comes, D-minor
It climbs down like a thief along the strings
and fills my hands with your petty things,
it does not pass simply so
A D-minor becomes my doom
as soon as you go, he's in the room
stupid D-minor always finds out when you re gone
It catches me firmly and does nor relent,
it's crazy for the silence, and does not repent,
then it takes me to his blue colored dene
A D-minor has demolished me,
some would say the sadness came over me
oh no, what is sadness to D-minor
Sometimes you re not here, and all alone
am trying not to think till the day is gone,
but it's shrewd, D-minor
It lets the lights get dimmer all around
and then it waits until the winky stars abound
it pulls on my sleeve, let's go
Scares me with your whereabouts
and with the thousand things that could come to pass
stupid D-minor, who makes it sad all night long?
It overcomes me without too many tries
the sky gets the color of your eyes
I know that road, a shortcut to dolor
A D-minor has demolished me,
and some would say the sadness came over me
oh no, what is sadness to D-minor