This bitter earth,
What fruit it bears?
What good is love
That no one shares?
And if my life is like the dust
That hides the glow of a rose
What good am I?
Heaven only knows
This bitter earth,
Can it be so cold?
Today you're young,
Too soon you're old,
But while a voice
Within me cries
I'm sure someone
May answer my call
And this bitter earth
May not be so bitter after all