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