When morning wears crown, with white light of early dawn When the sun goes down, and day removes its gown When night shows frown, and stars brighten up their town
i feel alone i feel alone
When quaking eve arrives, i bemoan there in no one of my own When tantalizing spring, glamorizes the lawn Ah! all the desires, now have flown None to reckon upon like a bird, being tied to pinion
i feel alone i feel alone
'In fall season, when storms rigadoon to me, no shelter is known not any shoulder to rest on When cuckoo sings, in summer's morn Indeed! I am hapless and forlorn Life always glares with scorn'