Chanting without a song,
Striving without success.
Path full of thorns,
Life's always a test.
Prayers without answers,
Dreams were always a dream.
Luck a pure stranger,

To hope is a vast sin.

Love is miles a far,
And I was left behind.
Doors of joy are just ajar,
I think angels are really blind.
But take not the sorrow,
Ado will not last.
For there will be tomorrow,

A gain there will at last.