Life seem so narrow, br I felt my time is come; br When you broke the arrow, br From my heart that lonesome. br br No light bright my path, br Through this darkest sight; br Anguish in cruelty fate, br When my flesh and spirit fight. br br Love is the divine creation of god, br But can be the cruelties rose of woe; br Drowning me in the gore of mud, br When my dearest and beloved be my foe. br br No more for me a mirth, br I tried to undeceive my faith; br When every one castaway my birth, br And no one ever mourned on my death.