you don't want the sun to shine in

so you turn the curtains down

your eyes still don't show me a thing

and you don't feel it's sunny outside



you don't want no joy for a while

but you stay up late at night

it hurts you that she's still alive

so you'll raise flowerbeds inside



but she she won't get bothered at all

she's just watching the water at fall

so you should give them just what they need

water and poetry

cause she will not bother at all

she's just watching the water at fall

you should give them just what they need

cause she will not bother at all

but you won't say you're not adored by her beauty, celia inside



you don't want to feel her at all

but who's that fellowman of hers

with who your dear celia moved

and they'll sleep happily inside



...and her purity, and her lovely, celia inside