Mourner کے بول

On all saints' day, the clouds hang low In the city where the winds of sorrow blow Women gather 'round, their hearts weighed down As the sky weeps tears, in shades of gray and brown Mourners in the graves, their souls adorned in bronze With hot wax candles, they light the path they're on Oh! In this city of sadness, where memories still remain On all saints' day, we remember this pain! Oh! In this city of sadness, where memories still remain On all saints' day, we remember this pain! Oh The hot wax drips, like teardrops from the skies Bronze finish gleams, as they whisper their goodbyes Oh! In this city of sadness, where memories still remain On all saints' day, we remember this pain! Oh! We remember this pain! Oh! We remember this pain! Oh In the silence of the graveyard, their sorrows they convey On all saints' day, in this melancholy display On all saints' day, in this melancholy display