Kind soldier
Kind jailer in the shadows
Listen to the one who for love became
Assassin on a June evening
Spin, spin
The violins of the ball
The silk and velvet clothes
Join the dance, ladies and gentleman
Let's celebrate the sad wedding
The wolves
The dogs
Companions of my distress
I'd have liked, despite the flowers and satin
Disfigure his mistress
Spin, spin
These ladies' dresses
In the morning I will lose my clothes
Is it my fault
If I have been melancholic?
My lover is in other arms
Sad destiny
Sad presage
Abandoned by that jester I loved
I ended the marriage
Spin, spin
The clock's hands
The bride and groom are still dancing
And it's death
That shines in my pale eyes
Farewell, my beautiful love
Kind soldier
Kind jailer in the shadows
Listen to the one who for love became
Assassin on a June evening