You may see me weaving wreaths of flowers With threads of whetted thorns, You may see me weaving wreaths of flowers With threads of whetted thorns,

He was so proud of his growing son Climbing the stairs of life with grit, He was so proud of his growing son Climbing the stairs of life with grit,

I love thee not but only when in morning time when daisies sway, I love thee not but only when in morning time when daisies sway,

Darling, hold me in your warm embrace and kiss my tender yearning lips, Darling, hold me in your warm embrace and kiss my tender yearning lips,

I search not songs in World of Kings, Those haunted tunes that terrorize life; I search not songs in World of Kings, Those haunted tunes that terrorize life...

In this world so vast I was present in your past Like heavenly forecast Embosom me till you last   ... In this world so vast I was present in your past Like heavenly forecast Embosom ...