What will be?
What will be? She asked him
An eastern wind blew
The heat increased
What will be?
What will be? He then asked her
A great land cried for her
The heat declined
Well what?
Well, what will be our end here anyway?
For life is hard like a rocky ground
Well what?
Well, what will be our miserable end,
Here among the mountain’s stones,
Between sweet and bitter?
What will be?
What will be, O awful god?
Life is so sad
Our cry is bitter
What will be?
What will be, god? Have mercy
Come pray for us
Console us
Well what?...