The Weeping Song
Go son, go down to the waterAnd see the women weeping thereThen go up into the mountainsThe men, they are weeping too.Father, why are all the women weeping?They all are weeping for their menThen why are all the men there weeping?They are weeping back at them.
This is a weeping songA song in which to weepWhile all the men and women sleep.This is a weeping songBut I won't be weeping long.
Father why are all the children weeping?They are merely crying son.O, are they merely crying father?Yes, true weeping is yet to come.
This is a weeping songA song in which to weepWhile all the little children sleep.This is a weeping songBut I won't be weeping long.
O father tell me are you weeping?Your face seems wet to touch.O then I'm so sorry fatherI never thought I hurt you so much.
This is a weeping songA song in which to weepWhile we rock ourselves to sleep.This is a weeping songBut I won't be weeping longNo. I won't be weeping long