From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums 

Our friends, they are departing

From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums 

Death gallows our dulcine'es

From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums 

Other flowers try the best they can

From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums 

Men lament while women wail



I'm coming

I'm coming

But what I would have dearly loved once more

To haul my bones towards the sun, towards summer

Towards spring, towards tomorrow

I'm coming

I'm coming

But what I have dearly loved once more

To see if the river is still the river

To see if the port is still the port

To see me there still

I'm coming

I'm coming

But why me? Why already? Why now? Where to go?

I'm coming

Of course I'm coming

Have I ever done anything but be coming?



From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums 

Each time all solitary

From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums 

Each time super numerary



I'm coming

I'm coming

But what I would have dearly loved once more

To take love like one takes the train to be more alone

To be elsewhere. to be content.

I'm coming

I'm coming

But what I would have dearly loved once more

To fill a trembling body with stars

And fall down dead consumed with passion

My heart in ashes

I'm coming

I'm coming

It's not you who is early

It's now me...It's now me who is late

I'm coming

Of course I'm coming

Have I ever done anything......anything but be coming?

I'm coming

I'm coming

I'm coming