Looking across the mire
I spot a solitary bird of black
Singing a song of sorrow
The moon glinting in his eye
As is sadness roiling within
It speaks of love eternal
Followed by great sufferings
Rain starts gathering in clouds
I see a watery peck on his cheek
It speaks in graven mournings
As if lulling his love to sleep
"Losing life maybe hard
Yet harder is losing love
For life ends once and for all
But love ends after eternity"
saami