Your heart is a problem
Don't be scared to speak it out to me
Sometimes serene, sometimes splashing
You're either spring or autumn
Why are you crying without any reason
Your tears are in vain, my dear
Sometimes serene, sometimes splashing
You're either spring or autumn
Why are you crying without any reason
Your tears are in vain, my lioness
Oooh...
Tobacco turns yellow at inspiration
The trouble is smoke, your inner smoke
Darling, every time I see you
My heart blazes up therein