All grief is mine and I am hollow I'm parched with pain and cannot swallow I dress myself in shrouds of shadow And lay my head up on the ground And lay my head up on the ground All grief is mine and I am hollow I hold no vision of tomorrow My child has wandered to the meadow And now is gone gone gone gone, And now is gone For others Joy. For others Light For others Peace. For others day will follow night For others golden is the flower For others Fate on them has smiled For others hope But not the mother without child But not the mother without child Gone gone gone gone gone Gone gone gone gone gone All grief is mine and I am hollow The field was ripe but now is fallow I dress myself in shrouds of shadow And lay my head upon the ground And lay my head upon the ground