Go away, you can see that I'm crying
The tear is rolling down my cheek
I might be an old plebeian,
but I've got a sensitive mind
Come back, come back
Come when the lilacs are blooming, my friend,
and when it becomes spring once more
Come when I've become myself again
and if you're going that way anyway
Come back, come back
I was singing sad songs,
until the wind came and erased them
I saw you pass by a few times,
But where were you when the light went out?
Come back, come back
Come when the lilacs are blooming, my friend,
and when it becomes spring once more
Come when I've become myself again
and if you're going that way anyway
Come back, come back