Sunday is to-day and she has left all,
Everything seems to crumble and fall,
Life now tastes to all her dear ones as gall,
Time,however,flits and fleets very fast,
It must do so an...
Sunday is to-day and she has left all,
Everything seems to crumble and fall,
Life now tastes to all her dear ones as gall,
Time,however,flits and fleets very fast,
It must do so an...