Padre

The day that we wed, you blessed us and said "May heaven bestow you grace" There in that holy place We shared our first embrace Our cottage was small But richer than all the palaces of the king All day the birds would sing Our hearts were full of spring Padre, padre What happened to our love so true? Padre, padre In my grief, I turn to you Then she came along and sang him her song And won him with honey lies She of the golden eyes Now it's my heart that cries I kneel and pray the hours away And weary my heart has grown Wondering where love has flown Counting my tears alone Padre, padre Pray for my love and me