Tekster: Agathodaimon. Chapter III. Departure.

We part for ever from today
Farewell beloved one
And I unto may death your way
Will shun

I care not now where you may go
You can no more bereave me
Today the sweetest girl I know
Does leave me

When the air still moves my curtain
As it used in times of yore
Moonlight down the lane just uncertain
Only you come nevermore, come nevermore, come
Only you come nevermore, come

Nor shall I as in former years
Build Spanish castles so high
With starlit windows and with towers that reach the sky

When, shivering with bitter cold
Through winter nights uncertain
I watched lest you perhaps unfold
Your curtain

Ohh, what delight to stroll with you
Beneath that flowering trees
When poured its light their branches through
The moon

When the air still moves my curtain
As it used in times of yore
Moonlight down the lane just uncertain
Only you come nevermore, come nevermore, come
Only you come nevermore, come

That I might catch with rapturous thrill
The words that you let fall
And that today I barely still
I barely still recall

How often did I secretly pray
Swift night her sails would furl
That we might thus forever stray
Fair girl

When the air still moves my curtain
As it used in times of yore
Moonlight down the lane just uncertain
Only you come nevermore, come nevermore, come
Only you come nevermore, come