My heart is heavy,
My hair is turning grey,
I am broken, lonely and sad,
For the mother of my children,
The woman I loved, my wife,
Lies buried in the graveyard at Eye.
No-one could ever understand,
The extent of my grief and pain,
My children have been left motherless,
No morning or night passes,
Without my lamenting her:
Without embarrassment, I have shed tears for her
I am certain, my love,
That you are in Paradise above:
All you suffered is now behind you,
Until I close my eyes,
In eternal slumber,
I will miss you, and praise you.
My heart is heavy, My hair is turning grey, I am broken, lonely and sad, For the mother of my children, The woman I loved, my wife, Lies buried in the graveyard at Eye.
No-one could ever understand, The extent of my grief and pain, My children have been left motherless, No morning or night passes, Without my lamenting her: Without embarrassment, I have shed tears for her
I am certain, my love, That you are in Paradise above: All you suffered is now behind you, Until I close my eyes, In eternal slumber, I will miss you, and praise you.
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