Now here's an [bad word] story
That sings of love, in all its glory!
It's called Prosschai, which means Goodbye, 
Goodbye, don't cry, I'll soon be returnin' to you, 
Don't cry dearest one, Prosschai! 
I love you dearly, 
I long for you sincerely 
Every night when [bad word] moonlight 
Reminds me we've said Prosschai. 
Prosschai! Goodbye! 
Prosschai! Let's kiss and say farewell, 
Prosschai! Goodbye! 
Prosschai! It means so long- goodbye!