Be it that one heart is burdened in sleep
In time of peace, one heart finds himself without peace
On that occasion: Where must one heart be comforted?
Be it that one heart is burdened in prayer
In time of need, one heart kneels and kneels and kneels
On that occasion: When must one heart be comforted?
Be it that one heart is burdened in love
In time of weakness, one heart remains blighted
On that occasion: How can one heart be comforted?
But one heart is weary and sleepy and sad
So one heart finds a hiding place
Stays there forever
Lest he burden another heart
But it appears to be that one heart is burdened always.
But it appears to be that one heart is burdened always.
And dear, dear reader,
In the end it is a sad fact that
One heart discovers the saddest
And most uncomfortable burden of all
And it is that one heart is burdened
Most
Most
Whilst
Alone.
Alone.
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