What have you done to my dear children,
O you wicked ruler of this circle.
Tell me, are we by chance Godforsaken?
Why do we try forever but not able?
Some few moons ago I lost a daughter,
I have mourned my heart out filled with regret.
My life’s bleak like mornings of midwinter
I wish to see no more of this dessert.
The year before the last I was happy,
I had walked the talk with them in the park.
Where’s the son I bore, now I’m unhappy?
Who will wipe my tears now that I’m stuck?
As always the show will go on tomorrow,
I’ll be strong and wash away the sorrow.