I wear black because I mourn
The girl that I never was
The guise that I never had
The love that I never got
I wear black because I mourn
I'm a widow
No wed of course
A hundred litres is the tears I shed
No one to comfort my broken head
And so I sing
So I sing
Tales of melancholy indeed
A woman of sorrow
Is there hope for tomorrow
(Is there hope for tomorrow)