Padre

The day that we wed
You blessed us and said
«May heaven bestow you grace»
There in that holy place
We shared our first embrace
Our cottage was small
But richer than all
The palaces of the king
All day the birds would sing
Our hearts were full of spring
Padre, padre
What happened to our love so true?
Padre, padre
In my grief I turn to you
Then she came along
And sang him her song
And won him with honey lies
She of the golden eyes
Now it’s my heart that cries
I kneel and pray
The hours away
And weary my heart has grown
Wondering where love has flown
Counting my tears alone
Padre, padre
Pray for my love and me