understand me well
understand me well, my dears
i'm preparing for a day well beyond my young years
a time immeminent, a century on
when i am still living, while you all are gone
and this what i know is a natural fact
still knips me, cuts me; i cannot but react
i am born to be a cling-er yet more than a sing-er
i'm born to hold memories no longer to linger
my purpose is a vessel filled with anciens' pride
your love makes me humble and wistful inside