[Verse 1]

Penduli, pendulum

Swing around, beat the drum

In July I'll deny

The illusion

[Verse 2]

I'll be gone, beat the drum

There I go, here I come

And goodbye means good try

No conclusion

[Bridge]

Pendulum like perfect rhyme

Always in predicted time

Penduli, when will I learn

Departure means a sure return?

[Verse 3]

Slice the pie, leave a crumb

What have I now become

When the lie is just some

Sad inducement?

[Verse 4]

Stifled cry will become

Just a sigh, so hum-drum

When goodbye serves as my

One amusement