Martina lyrics

I can see Martina

As a child of three

In the sad seclusion

Of her nursery.

Go outside, Martina!

Go outside and play!

Never speak, Martina!

Put your toys away!

So her days were loveless

And her nights the same

When she cried for someone

No one ever came...

Is it any wonder

That her eyes grew cold?

That she loved nobody

And her young heart grew old?

All the children crying

From the age of three

Grow to be Martinas and me...