Tonight the sky is dark and cloudy
No stars twinkle above
No gay songs of children beside the night fire
Only long slinking shadows of long faced fathers
Sit with me
The cricket sings the dirge with the mating frogs
To the signs and groans of the loser
Cussing sympathizers give the solo
Tears no longer flow, cause the rivers are dry
Sit with me
Tonight words have no meaning
But to pierce like freshly shot arrows on an open wound
Tonight mirth brings no pleasure
But is crushing of the bones already broken
Sit with me
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