บทความ อิ้ง

Behind the clouds and mist of cold
The warming light of sun doth show
Within the depth of darkling night
The stars yet shining out their light.

Will the time come to light my days
And shed those pain and lone away
Will someone come and hold me near
I long for thee to stop my tears

Will there be sun behind my clouds
Or will my star ever be found
I long, I wish, o my heart cries
For someone I could call as mine.