Oh,sun and moon, what do you think?

No clouds and now the sky ‘s dark pink
The stems of leafless shrubs are red
The  sun is peering through a chink

No husband by me now to wink
Nor kiss me when we go to bed
No clouds and now the sky ‘s dark pink

No man to soothe  me with  a drink
No comfort for the heart that’s bled.
The  sun’s still  peering through a chink

The  trash collectors lorries clank
No man  will recall aught I’ve said
No clouds ,no sun, the sky ‘s dark pink

I drove  up to the bottle bank
But have few   beer cans since he’s dead
The  sun’s still  watching through  that chink

Time to go where dreams are shed.
Oh, gambol  nightly round my  bed!
Oh , and now the sky ‘s dark pink
The  sun  and moon speak through the chink