After all, I felt a little bit sorry
for this world so weak and so small
this little world, a twinkling ember
this little world turning circles in the void.

After all, I felt a little bit sorry
for my Sweet, my sweet mary at home
maybe I didn’t treat you the way you deserved it
but be sure, all I did, I did in love for you.

How long I have wandered
throughout all these years
in grey autumn skies
stormclouds are passing by
in silent yearning
I finally closed my eyes.

After all, I think that bunch of spoken words
these few decades of chatting
were enough for you my little world
I smiled, as I was passing away.