
My child, the dearest
Have patience, do not weep shall i say
My child, the most precious
Have hope, do not despair shall i say
Hearts are as hard as stones,
Never will it get softer by tears
Though, of the sadness in the cry
Because of the melting of heart
Nothing good shall ever is to happen
Who knows the suffering around the world?
As hearts are as hard as stones,
Would it get softer by tears?
The sound of the cries we do in dismay
There is no way to let anyone listen
Deprived of any getting any help in this world we are
Who knows the pain and the agony in it?
As hearts are as hard as stones,
Would it get softer by tears?