All the Sparrows Have Gone
When hearts go hard as stones,
With pain all the sparrows groan
And we see no sparrows in the park,
Their songs dissolve in the air so dark
No children are seen playing there
No chiming laughter, no girls so fair
Gloom descends, silence fills the air
All have gone to the valleys unknown
Hand in hand with silence, the soul is alone.
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