Little hope
She occupied my memory
And left me with sorrow alone
I can't forget her features
I called her in please tone
"Can you let me with you?
I want to be your own
What happened for our love?
Your heart is like a stone
Look at me my sweet heart
I became skin and bone"
She replied no answer
My sorrow has grown
And she made one gesture
I wished to hear a phone
Her gesture meant speech
"That she didn't care for moan