In my loneliness, and alone
Grey clouds, all darkness pressing,
No soft voice, no soothing tone,
What could be more a blessing
Than tears in solitude?

In sorrow and in despair,
Restless, restless in the mood:
No voice, no tune to hear,
No desire, no need for food –
Just tears in solitude.

A heavy heart, a restless soul,
A burdened mind, distress;
A certain aim, a certain goal
No tender words, no caress
Just tears in solitude.

An angry sea, soft the rain,
The hushing breeze, a sigh,
A heavy heart, an aching pain,
But friends to me are my
Tears in solitude.