The birds fooled me the nightingales of springtime They fooled me and they told me that I will never die I thus built my house taller than the rest Forty two stories sixty windows I stand by the window staring at the fields I see the green fields and the blue mountains I see Death (Charon) coming riding his horse The birds fooled me the nightingales of springtime The birds fooled me the nightingales of springtime They fooled me and told me that Death will not take me Do not take me Death do not take me for you will not bring me back They have a good moment in their life, a period of success, this poetic spring time when the nightingales are singing, which fools them into thinking they are somehow special.