歌词
When I weep on your shoulder you caress me with the warmest embrace
Tears are not a comfort but truly a great suffering
Scarring of the soul a reminder of the bitterness, gained through the years and years in despair
What gift pays grieving but the loss of sadness for a moment
Ignorance of children - admirable they know not grief
The reminder of sadness is still grinding
Still harvesting delight
A fragile bird he cannot fly without his wings
You cut them deeply when you were my
God and Gods always fail you
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