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 honeyed 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