Now that the sun's trueness has waned Now that the sun turns our skin red Comfort me.
I miss the joy in your smiling face As starved of leaves, the trees cry out To the cruel poison sky.
All screaming to the cruel poison sky Cry out.
Now that the sun's trueness has waned Now that the sun turns our skin red LISTEN...
Moonlight adorns the snow-filled churchyard Misery never dies As those memories never die.
Now that the sun's trueness has waned Now that the sun turns our skin red Now that our beautiful sun is burning us Now that our beautiful mother is almost dead.