Far away and lonely
Through the breezes, through the valley
I move willy nilly,
Death is looking at me
Red moon, black pony
All so sad and gloomy.
Once I too loved the rose
It cut my torment from me
But I lost the light for the leaves
Sweet fragrance the rose never gives
The thorns cut the shadow from me
The world looks more gloomy.
Who spreads the wings -
The shadow of sorrow?
What if I live no more
To see a bright Tomorrow!