1. For whom is the silence and the wandering heart
Where is the one intoxicated by love when he sang

2. A bird or did the eyes of wishes see
A dream like others that has faded

3. Or a mask that the nights have torn
Of a futile love so it was bare

4. And appeared pale like the day of a killed man
Who had barely kissed the roseate dawn

5. I wonder why my head is bowed
And I am bent over a bandaged wound