I am going to feel hurt,
Far away from the heat of your lips,
Far away from the cadenza of your hips,
Far away from your soft heart
Tonight.
My handkerchief will be wet
Like a sponge, like the back of a duck
Floating in the river of luck.
It is a shame that I will not be your pet
Tonight.
I am going away this weekend,
I am going to miss you, dear friend,
I am going to feel hurt,
Far away from your soft heart
Tonight.