It seems to me like I know you from somewhere
wasn't your hair white?
we used to have smiling eyes
weren't your eyes moist?
my youth shown humility to years
my fortune storm leave is fallen
this man who I thought indestructable is collapsed
wasn't his fortune always been that black?
how beautiful days were them, they were vivacious
they used to tinkle, they were laugh-filled and joyful
to whom you deceived to whom you stringed along
weren't these what you dreamed of for