Silly woman, why must you whisper?   There's no need for talking; no, not one word   Who will hear us? No one at this hour   There's no one around us, no one around      Silly woman, why must you chatter?   Don't you think that love is true, now? Think that love is true?   Would you worry and weep over me, now?   My soul is now dying, my soul is now dead      River racing on to the ocean   No more will you travel, no more for me   All my dreams, hallowed out slowly   And I'm left with nothing, no, nothing that lasts   I am left with nothing, no, not one penny