O mother do not weep for me
For three nights I have not slept
O mother hold me quiet
Each night I have swallowed a seed
A strand that tethers me to twisted charms
Still I long for your daylight arms
O mother do not weep for me
O mother the Earth is barren
I tread through deserts, arid saltwaste
O mother yet I yearn to taste
Red sweetness that burns my tongue
The bleeding heart of pomegranate
O mother do not weep for me
O mother words fail me
How deep a cut his voice can make
I cannot slake this thirst nor keep
My hands from shaking
O mother my world is breaking up
O mother I have been caught
Birds tear at my eyes
Mother I am blinded
Mother I am blinded
Mother I am blinded
O mother, my mother, help me
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