Now it’s time to say goodbye.
But no, I daren’t close my eyes.
For fear that you will disappear,
or that you’ll see me shedding tears.
I watched you fly into the sky,
and stood alone, ready to cry.
The plane flew up, down, up again.
I sat down home and grabbed my pen.
Here I sit, a statue, a stone,
and inside my head the mocking tone:
Oh dear, Oh dear, Whose left you now?
Oh dear! Oh dear! The tears fall down.