When I think of times past
How I long for those days!
For the sun is now setting
See the fleeting rays?
On this day, is nothing but sorrow
For me, there is no tomorrow
See the brightly colored flowers that wilt?
See the tall trees that tilt?
These things will soon meet there end
Even tomorrow, I meet mine, friend
I've been thrust into the raging seas storm
Soon, my angels wings I'll adorn
When this shall come to pass
Finally, my peace at last!
