Come flower child,
Join the rest,
In the autumn fields abloom.

Come flower child,
Join the patch,
In the rolling hills of autumn.

Come flower child,
Lay to rest,
Just like all the others.
Who came to the autumn fields,
Lined with stones.

'Ciao'
'Salve!'
'Un caffe con latte per favore.'
'Un cornetto?'
'No, un caffe con latte.'
'Ah, un gelato!'
'No! Un caffe con latte!'
'Latte con zuchero?'
'Why you idiot! I'm asking for a coffee!'
'Scusa?'
'...'

Friend, you seem to be in great Despair
You probably are in need of gentle care.
Great sorrows, alone you bear.
Hiding it from me isn't fair.
With me, your problems, you can share,
Oh dear, for you, I'll always be there

Seems like it's a dreadful day,
       Every light has faded away.
      Then darkness begins to say,
"I am following you, on your way."

The cold breeze whispers in your ear,
    "Oh sad soul, I will be staying here
Down your cheeks, every drop of tear,
        Explicitly shows out your fear."

    Experiencing a frightening dream,
   With excruciating pain you scream.
       Sorrow lingers in your mind.
   To help you heal, no one you find.

Your grieves, you hide,
Concealed you keep,
When problems are wide
And pains so deep.
If you have sorrow inside,
You can weep.
If you are so tired,
Go and sleep.