Melancholy, my friend.

Melancholy, my friend.

You live under my skin,

and surface in the end.

Never leave me alone,

for I barely bend.

So when all the veils are gone,

you always come around,

in the end.

Melancholy, my friend.

You know me well already,

My kind hates you much,

but for myself, I can fend,

Melancholy, my friend.

I'd spend my entire life with you,

if I had not, this sly mistress called love,

She comes in the middle,

goes away before the end,

and thats when I'm all yours,

Melancholy, my friend.