It goes straight to my heart, through the ears
The tone, the voice and the chord all melancholy
My heart understands the pain of the voice
While my mind listens to the tunes
The trees and the mountain keep still
While the river makes the noise
Could it be the loss of love or the life?
The pain I hear is the cry of a fear
And the wounds have cracked by tears
Such a song does settle inside
The birds are listening and the wind is rustling
Silent is the sky, dry leaves gets settled
The voice goes high as the song is nearing the end
With low pitch the melancholy song shy