• My dearest lost love
    running around in flowers
    her beauty is sought
    by the bandits of the heart
    she says she loves me
    is this all such a big lie?
    nothing but hatred?
    nothing but a misunderstanding?
    She's now cold to me
    colder than the winter sky
    She must love someone
    Somebody other than me
    The pain of loving
    And the pain of great sorrow
    My dear heart of gold
    has turned to noting but mud
    my reason of life
    has now disapperared for good
    my honor is gone
    seppuku is now my way
    so goodbye my love
    for you won't see me again...