Yesterday I saw you crying disconsolately,
like the souls stirred by grief, cry.
Yesterday, I trembled at your hurting sorrow,
'cause I know what one feels when love dies.
Yesterday my grief was, of your grief, a brother,
yesterday I was inside your heart.
My pain and your anguish held hands
in order to live on the alert against any dream.
Yesterday my grief was, of your grief, a brother,
yesterday I was inside your heart.
My pain and your anguish held hands
in order to live on the alert against any dream.