I’m arriving…
From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums
Our friends and loved ones are leaving
From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums
The other flowers do what they can
From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums
Men and women cry
I'm arriving, I'm arriving...
But I would have liked
Once again to drag my bones
Up until the summer sun
Until spring, until tomorrow...
I'm arriving, I'm arriving...
But I would have liked
Again to see if the river
Is still a river, see if the port
Is still a port, to see me there
Just one more time
I'm arriving, I'm arriving...
But why me, why now
Why so soon and where to go?
I'm arriving, of course I'm arriving
Have I ever done anything than arriving?
From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums
Every time a little more solitary
From chrysanthemums to chrysanthemums
Every time a little more lonely
I'm arriving, I'm arriving...
But what I would have liked
To fall in love once more
Like we take a train, not to be alone
To be elsewhere, to be well
I'm arriving, I'm arriving...
But I would have liked
Once again to fill with stars
A trembling body and drop dead
Burned by love, my heart in ashes
I'm arriving, I'm arriving...
It's not even that you're ahead
It is I who am already late
I'm arriving, of course I'm arriving
Have I ever done anything than arriving?