And you come out,
As I go in.
Ten years! but mark,
I am free, free!
Ten years of dark
Shall gather me.
My wife—long-while
She wept her pain.
She cannot smile;
She weeps again.
And you come out,
As I go in.
Ten years! but mark,
I am free, free!
Ten years of dark
Shall gather me.
My wife—long-while
She wept her pain.
She cannot smile;
She weeps again.