It's talk to myself,
And there's no reason to cry.
My hat has three bells,
And my soul has just died.
And though i've been following,
But you were running away.
How many times i've seen you,
But you've never got a notice of me.
So there's no one to talk,
Except the one you will meet,
When you're going for walk.
The one who matches your feet.
And for her he's kept on looking,
But she was hiding away.
How many times he's told her,
But she has never listened to him.
So let's make a great party
With lots of cheer and laughing,
And a light understanding,
That it's on only your own.
'Cause you now've got nobody standing
Behind your throne.
Now you keep on calling,
But i'm burning away.
For you i'm just another fallen,
So you'd better never known me.
I've lost all of my feelings,
That's the price that i've paid.
96 quite bitter beings,
And my soul has gone forever away.