When true love dies

When true love’s gone and doom hangs over head

When life runs like a river to the sea

Then shall I take new lovers to my bed

And with their carnal touch consoled be?

When lovers lie and break my woman’s heart.

When life seems grey and rocks bestrew my path

. Then, shall I my life of evil start

And on the world shall I bestow my wrath?

When my love lies and wrecked all loyalty.

When puzzlement makes all the world seem mad.

Then I shall upend causality

And let myself do deeds which make me glad.

I have the fruit of love within my heart.

Sorrow will not tear me into parts