We feel pains when you smile
When you talk, set words on fire
Lay down, see what remains
All ashamed and all unwell
There was no luck in mine
So they ran away
There was no luck in mine
So they ran away
Good morning, my lady well
Looks they drained my pain and left
Before golden drum, farewell, my lady bell
There was no luck in mine
So they ran away
There was no luck in mine
So they ran away
Farewell, my lady bell
You're my saint
Farewell, my lady well