[Intro] A silver tear made a furrow in his face! Cry, Joseph, cry! Cry, Joseph, cry! Cry, Joseph, cry! How are possible cloud lace And the blue in the sky! A silver tear has watered his gray beard! Cry, Joseph, cry! Cry, Joseph, cry! Cry, Joseph, cry! This grief must be heard! if the sky is still in the sky! Old Joseph's youngest daughter died in a fire! Little Elka died in a fire! Little Elka died in a fire! Little Elka died in a fire! Cry, Joseph, cry! Cry, Joseph, cry! How is it possible for this to happen? God, how can you expect clapping If you allow such grief? O my faith! How can I believe? O my faith! How can I believe? O my faith! How can I believe? O my faith! How can I believe? When My Lord allow such grief?! How is it possible that the blue is still spreading in the sky? [End]
