You shot me down from my happy sky

And broke the fragile wings with which my heart did fly



Not only did you break my wings

But also gave me a wound where my heart still bleeds



I fell from the sky to the cold, hard ground

Hidden in the brush, never to be found



Only you know where i dwell

But you dare not go there for you know well



That you are the cause of my near dead state

And if you whee to see me, your guilt would be great



You are careless though you are kind

For that reason you could not keep in mind



I am not as strong as I may seem

So your love, your false love, has done the worst to me