This bitter earth, What fruit it bears? What good is love That no one shares? And if my life is like the dust That hides the glow of a rose What good am I? Heaven only knows This bitter earth, Can it be so cold? Today you're young, Too soon you're old, But while a voice Within me cries I'm sure someone May answer my call And this bitter earth May not be so bitter after all
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