Have mercy, bestow your grace,
Have mercy, let compassion flow.
Have mercy, bestow your grace,
Have mercy, let compassion grow.
We, abandoned by those who gave life,
Are the forsaken, marked by woe.
Have mercy, bestow your grace,
Have mercy, let compassion flow.
We, abandoned by those who gave life,
Are the forsaken, marked by woe.
Have mercy, bestow your grace,
Have mercy, let compassion flow.
No lullaby ever soothed our night,
No cradle swayed us to and fro.
No lullaby ever soothed our night,
No cradle swayed us to and fro.
Fate decreed we’d never know,
The warmth of a mother’s gentle glow.
In what dark hour did we appear,
Cast into this world of grief?
We, abandoned by those who gave life,
Are the forsaken, marked by woe.
Have mercy, bestow your grace,
Have mercy, let compassion flow.
Do not speak to us now,
Of a mother’s tender embrace.
Do not speak to us now,
Of a mother’s tender embrace.
One mother, turned to stone,
Broke the ties, left no trace.
It feels as if, in this world,
Compassion has ceased to be.
We, abandoned by those who gave life,
Are the forsaken, marked by woe.
Have mercy, bestow your grace,
Have mercy, let compassion flow.
We, abandoned by those who gave life,
Are the forsaken, marked by woe.
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