Lonely as a cloudWhat shall we sing, my friends?In what shall we rejoice?There alone our song lives,Where our ancestors were born.On Earth, where they lived...I suffer here on Earth...He who gives life conceals...thanks...sweet Lady!
Lonely as a cloud
ReplyDeleteWhat shall we sing, my friends?
In what shall we rejoice?
There alone our song lives,
Where our ancestors were born.
On Earth, where they lived...
I suffer here on Earth...
He who gives life conceals
...thanks...sweet Lady!