the days are getting shorter, the autumn komt er aan
I love it om at evening for my window te gaan staan
it's raining and I stare dreamend nor buiten
my tears flowing together with the drops on the ruiten
I'm getting depressief, my head in my hand
but there yoe are my friend, my candle in the wind

the message that yoe braught have me vleugeltjes gegeven
each word out of your mouth a taget for het leven
the warmth of your voice saved me from undercooling
I know yoe are a friend without any bijbedoeling

the flashbacks from the past they're doing me no right
memorie souveniers, they're making me so fright
I know I must erover it's all so long forby
I koester these statues, melancholy in my
plots goes den telephone while I'm crying like een kind
it's yoe my friend, my candle in the wind