Hear the sea lapping against the shore
The lanterns held in the hands sway
To and fro
The way
My heart swings tonight
Will he come? Will he come?
The heart sings a little rhyme
At last, at last
After two decades.
A little star is shining in the sky
Oh! It’s a lantern held in another hand
Hear the sound of my feeble feet
Painfully trudging along the beach
Will he come? Will he come?
The heart murmurs a little prayer
A little star appears in the sky
Making the cloudless night clear
My life secretly slithers behind my feet
I have to hold it from its collar to keep it
Will he come? Will he come?
The heart chants a little curse
