Love is wrong, it sings a hopeless song   It longs for bitter disappointment and tears, and tears   It calls to all that used to be   And it yearns for someone who was tender but untrue      Love is blind, it?s helplessly inclined   To bind itself to discontentment and fears, and fears   It [Incomprehensible] on nights that might have been   Love needs nothing more to do      My darling, so I hold each little talking   We knew, we knew   Endlessly I unfold each word we've spoken   We two, we two      Love is mad, it?s beautiful but bad   It gladly weeps when disillusion appears, appears   And so I cling to yesterday while I?m hopelessly in love   While I?m hopelessly in love with you