Sweet, lovely melodies,
Songs of unreturned love
She sings,
In the stinging winter night.
Hot, steamy tears
Tears of love she weeps,
For the man who turned his back
---gone, vanished in the dark twilight.
Nauseous, sickly child,
Baby of love
She carries,
Helpless, desperate, in fright.
No one to go to,
Putting up a fight,
Pure woman of love
This sad gentle lady he cast aside.