From the album Traces

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Tears for Lots Wife
Adapted from the poem of the same name by Russian poet Anna Akhmatova (1889-1966)

Lyrics

TEARS FOR LOTS WIFE

A righteous light is carrying a just man
over the black hill
and a restless voice is harrying you
It’s not too late

You can turn again
(don’t look back, don’t look back)
You can look back still
(don’t look back, don’t look back)
You can turn, turn, turn again
from the brow of the black hill
(don’t look back)

To the crimson towers of the city you were born in
To the square where you sang
To the spinning shed where you spun your thread
To the tall and empty windows of your home
where sons and daughters blessed your bed

You can turn etc.

One glance and a searing sting of pain
Stitched up her eyes before she made a sound
and the salt suffused her body
and her legs were rooted to the ground

Who’s gonna mourn?
(who’s gonna mourn?)
One woman in a storm?
(one woman in a storm?)
Who’s gonna mourn?
(who’s gonna mourn?)
One woman in a storm?
(one woman in a storm?)

Who will lament the life
(who’s gonna mourn?)
She left to burn
(one woman in a storm?)
Who will lament the life
(who’s gonna mourn?)
She left o burn?

You can turn etc.