Harried we were, and spent, br broken and falling, br ere as the cranes we went, br crying and calling. br br Summer shall see the bird br backward returning; br never shall there be heard br those, who went yearning. br br Emptied of us the land; br ghostly our going; br fallen like spears the hand br dropped in the throwing. br br We are the lost who went, br like the cranes, crying; br hunted, lonely and spent br broken and dying.