Don't speak against the sun.
He still keeps shining
On the just and the unjust,
The grieving
And the smiling.
The living and
The dead are gathered
In his grasp
And all the days
You shone together
Forever gone,
Long past.
Each glittering day of love
Each winter day of pain...
Don't speak, don't speak,
Don't speak of it.
She will never come again.
