A gray afternoon and rain
There is nothing you can do
As well as making a call
And speak with someone you love

But love these things
One hour it takes you to heaven
And on another occasion
He makes you cry over the bridge

So do not wait until eleven o'clock my love
For I will be away
I jump from the bridge there!
I jump from the bridge there!
And still love you baby

No, I do not leap from bridge
I'm a dreamer, and my end is my story with you
Then we are far
There we jump from the bridge!