Don't cry my love don't cry no more 
crashing sky a rolling screen 
city drowning Gods black tears 
I cannot bear to see 

She lay under the midnight moon 
Her restless body stiring 
Until the magic morning hour 
Like poison it succumbs her 

Her baby skin her old black dress 
Her hair it twists round her necklace 
Constricts and chokes [bad word] vines 
To sleep she overtakes her? 

Her room is painted Heron Blue 
Lit by candlelight and chandelier 
And from her headboard perched so high 
million dreams have passed her 

Don't cry my love don't cry no more 
It overwhelms my breaking heart 
minor swell of violins 
I cannot bear to hear them 

mother shepherds her young birds 
she fills their mouths and warms their souls 
Til they are strong and good to fly 
Away from her alone she'll die 

Cradle on quiet old oak limbs 
As heaven blue her light fails 
breath of soot into her lungs 
life, a journeys end in one 

Don't sing that old sad hymn no more 
It resonates inside my soul 
It haunts me in my waking dream 
I cannot bear to hear it 

Don't play those violins no more 
Their melancholic overtones 
They echo off the floor and walls 
I cannot bear to hear them