Lyrics

Silly boys, just young men They go away and then they come again They don't yet know who they are Those silly boys, just young men, following their star They hurry here and then they hurry there They go with their empty hands Their hearts are fools, their heads are tools Now hurry, now hurry, my lovely fools Ends and then begins and ends again Like reflections in a pool And loneliness comes like a dart There's nothing to find 'til you find your heart