Here it comes
Yellow moon, rising
With the songs that we sing when the night comes

How many times?
How many days?
How many songs can we sing before we say:

Love is cruel
In its old secret way

Here it comes
Yellow sun shining
With the songs that we sing when the morning comes

How many lies?
How many games?
How many tears must be shed before we say:

Love is cruel
In its old secret way

Here it comes
Yellow moon, rising
With the songs that we sing when the night comes

How many times?
How many days?
How many songs can we sing before we say:

Love is cruel
In its old secret way

Love is cruel
In its old secret way