In parallel sea what would I be?
My first love said to me:
βTears out for the world to seeβ
I would not be
I did not see the chinaberry tree
Tears out, it would feel so
Heavenly, heavenly, heavenly
Hard now to picture a me
Without a you
βDonβt interfereβ
Part of her back was frozen
For the remainder of the war
βDonβt be concernedβ
But I never learned how not to be
As my first love said to me:
βI donβt care. Iβm not thereβ
So that I could not sleep
My whole being was falling apart
So that I soon cried out:
βDear friends, hold me!β