Ophelia, Ophelia!
Still I hear your call, Ophelia!
I can hear your voice, Ophelia!

Can't you see why
she's lying on the ground?
Deep desperation
caused her lunacy
Lost her father
lost her will to live
Her hopes and dreams
were never her own

Save me from this world so cruel
My Song to release my soul

Won't he come again?
No, no, he's dead
go to thy deathbed
He'll never come again

Despair blinds my sight
I hear a voice from inside of me
"You shall follow him
for then you'll be free"

Ah, his beard was white as snow
Ah, all flaxen was his poll
Ah, he is gone, he is gone
And we cast away moan
Please, God ha' mercy on his soul!