Shall I then expect a summer snow?
Because you tell me so
I might as well believe
My absence made you grieve
That tongue turns rain to snow and false to true
What's grief to me is summer snow to you

Shall I then leave you again?
La la la la
Or shall I stay and see true misery?
La la la la

Shall I then forestall your next remark?
By yawning in the dark
I know what it will be
It's nothing new to me
When your invention fails, remember these
There's nothing worth repeating but a kiss

Will you then kiss me again?
La la la la
Or must I wait and hear one more, my dear?
La la la la

Shall I then repeat my sweetest word?
Because you have not heard
While my confection melts
You think of something else
Who hears it leaves the other one behind
Hold still if you will, so I can find your wandering mind
And if you ask once more in your deplorable way, "what did you say?"
In fire and fury I shall die

And if I fail to catch your eye
Shall I then perish again?
La la la la
Why shall I live to be your misery?
La la la la