Marigolds are very much in love, but he doesn't mind 
Picking up his sister, he makes his way into the seas or land 
All the way she smiles 
She goes up while he goes down, down 
Sits on a stick in the river 
Laughter in his sleep 
Sister's throwing stones, hoping for a hit 
He doesn't know so then 
She goes up while he goes down, down 
Another time, another day 
A brother's way to leave 
Another time, another day 

She'll be selling plastic flowers on a Sunday afternoon

Picking up weeds, she hasn't got the time to care 
All can see he's not there 
She grows up for another man, and he's down 
Another time, another day 
A brother's way to leave 
Another time, another day 
Another time, another day 
A brother's way to leave