Not a word! The stars are sleeping
As the skylight gently swings
And the time is slowly creeping
Like a bird with broken wings.
You will leave me here, I know,
And I know you came to say
Adieu, but if you go,
Do it silently, I pray.
Not a word! Just stop and smile
At the magic and the thrill,
For this night is so fragile
That a single word will kill.
So, you turn around and walk
And I count your steps with fear.
God, I asked you not to talk,
But you’d better scream, my dear!
You should better lurch the sky
Waking up the stars, the moon.
Maybe they could tell me why
You decide to leave so soon?
Now the silence breaks my ears
In this cold, abandoned night.
I am here, alone, in tears,
As the moon is sleeping tight.
Even if we’ll never meet;
Not a word! Or else, I’ll die.
I’m a coward. I admit
I’m afraid to hear “good-bye”.
I do so like this, it is very good.