The Carnival Is Over (1968 live version)
Say goodbye, my own true lover,
As we sing a lover's song.
How it breaks my heart to grieve you;
Now the carnival is gone.High above, the dawn is waking,
And my tears are falling rain,
For the carnival is over;
We may never meet again.Like a drum my heart was beating,
And your kiss was sweet as wine.
But the joys of love are fleeting
For Pierrot and Columbine.Now the harbour light is calling;
This will be our last goodbye.
Though the carnival is over,
I will love you till I die.Though the carnival is over,
I will love you till I die.