Oh! Where have all the warm summer days and cool, starry, starry nights gone?
I’m afraid they’ve gone the way the wild goose goes.
Oh! What I’d give to set my soul free,
releasing me of my never ending pain.
Time slowly goes by, nights that never end
and days of grin and bear.
The pain is always there… always there!
Sleep will not come, agony, Oh! Agony..
you have not won!…for someday death
will release me of your painful curse,
and eternal rest will be mine in full verse!