Lean down sunflower
so that the sun reaches me too
maybe she will see me
On the pillow where my head lays
it dies with out oblivion
tell her that that is true love
First year, she will regret
second, she will burn my letters
but the third year
she won't remember
First year, she will wander for me
second, she will happily get married
but the third year
she won't remember
Lean down sunflower
you will blossom again next year
but I won't see you anymore
Lean down more towards the ground
so that the sun is closer to me
over there where the sun doesn't reach to me anymore