Lonely she was
Though there were many

Every night, when the jove dazzled
She looked up, desolate was she

Herzeleid was all one could see
Herzeleid was all one could feel

Once she asked the mighty zephyr…
Who oft passed by

“I never wanted love to happen…
But it happened”

To which the mighty zephyr replied…
“Oh my poor Sinai please don’t wail”

It is true… it happened
Never was it meant to happen

“Oh my poor Sinai please don’t greit”
For the cannoneer never knew what you felt

“Oh my poor Sinai please don’t rue…”
For he is a mortal, and you ain’t