The untouched face, it cannot know,
What wounds the heart, what tears will flow.
A heart’s ache, friends, only hearts perceive,
One pain for all, this truth believe.
Don't weep, O heart, don't you now weep,
The heavens weep with you, so deep.
One pain for all, so let it be,
Don't weep, O heart, and you’ll be free.
Who claims that grief does not exist?
Say rather, tears are often missed.
In crowds, the heart may laugh and hide,
In solitude, it weeps inside.
To yearn for one, a heavy art,
A burden borne within the heart.
Who claims that grief does not exist?
Say rather, tears are often missed.
In secret, tears in darkness fall,
We drink of sorrow, live through all.
Don't weep, O heart, for this is fate,
One pain for all, before the gate.
Don't weep, O heart, and you’ll be free.
In times of trial, who lends a hand?
Even shadows leave in darkened land.
Hardships weave through every life,
And chains of duty bring the strife.
A single moment, all life long,
Keeps wounding us, where we belong.
Don't weep, O heart, for this is fate,
One pain for all, before the gate.
Don't weep, O heart, and you’ll be free.
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