JANE

Jane, Jane, Jane

I'm calling for you beloved Jane

Jane, my poor Jane

But it's all in vain

Waving my tiring hands

High up to the cruel skies

Under the rains of bitter November

Do you remember?

Beloved Jane,

The years that felt like days

My first hellos and your first ‘heys’

Jane, Jane, Jane

I'm calling for you beloved Jane

Jane, my poor Jane

But it's all in vain

Sweating a sea with mental exhaustion

Hoping it will drown my pain

Under the scorching sun of October

Intoxicated by good times, we never remained sober

Beloved Jane,

If these memories had died with you

It would spare me the pain

It’s all in vain

Jane, Jane, Jane

I'm calling for you beloved Jane

Jane, my poor Jane

But it's all in vain

Cursing the cruel ground

That holds you in a tight embrace

My screams dancing to the strong winds of July

You promised to be with me forever, that was a lie

Beloved Jane,

I picture you turning in your grave

Maybe one day you will answer my call