It's just a sad, lonely, old world,
Without you to bless me in it...

Cloudy times, they seem to never leave,
But nothing helps me; I don't know how to grieve...

I won't let you kill him,
I cannot see a man less because of this...

I'm through,
I can not listen to another word...

Summer scents,
Knowing what it meant...

Morning after morning I find the dead livestock,
First a chicken, then a goat...

Swing with me,
Here in this ancient park...

The despondency of life has defeated you,
The food has lost it's flavor...

Nothing seems more sad, when I see that old woman,
A dedicated wife, really a saint...

1st Verse:
Just a scared little girl...

First Verse:
My life wasn't heavenly, not even close...

God's paintbrush has swept the landscape
With colors of ochre, sienna, and brown...