it's unlikely sorrow 

will soon pass us by 

cause our flesh in dust 

will soon be laid 

I'm still no one's darling 

at least they're saying 

got nobody waiting 

though i'm pale and i'm young 

i'm your leader 

the grave of a singer 

is it right to sing 

of days long since past them 

they're pale, they're were young 

and your leader