Love sorrow. She is yours now,
and you must take care of what has been given.
Brush her hair, help her into her little coat,
hold her hand,
especially when crossing the street. For, think,
Love sorrow. She is yours now,
and you must take care of what has been given.
Brush her hair, help her into her little coat,
hold her hand,
especially when crossing the street. For, think,