Our love that I can't forget
and that initially sprang
on a June festival
Today it wilts with no fireworks
no picture and no note
no moonlightt no guitar play
In your vicinity I hush up
Only thinking but not voicing anything
I dread to cry
Never again do I want to kiss you
But my last wish
you can't deny me
If a friendly person should
ask you to tell them
whether you love me or don't
Tell them that you adore me
that you're deploring and mourning
our separation
To people I detest
Tell them readily that I am no good
that the pubs are my home
that I ruined your life
that I don't deserve the bread
you bought me