1. O clouds, record my tears
And soothe me with your mourning, O doves

2. For sixty years I have been faithful
And she called me, is there still time ahead?

3. There I was, still nursing from her breast milk
As the morning reveals us in the belly of grief

4. It denies us at first then recognizes us in the darkness
Joyful company once gathered here

5. What has become of them since we left?
O crack of youth farewell

6. A meeting that would heal despair
O shadow of youth, you once covered

7. The tops of the hills in your wanderings, peace