A cry of a girl, many girls to God at a weak moment in their life.
This ling’ring touch knows no end,
Up, up and up ‘t goes
Till ‘t reach the mountain top.
Till h’r heart soars to a higher feel,
And h’r body can take it no longer.
Down, down and down ‘t dares,
Down ‘t dares to Hades’ pit.
To the bitt’rsweet place
Innocent fools’ calls joy.
Down, down, and down ‘t goes,
Till h’r lungs can take no m’re.
Out of the silence of many dares,
Come the gentle cry of a girl,
A cry of bliss and many despairs.
Up, up and up ‘t goes,
Till h’r cry reach the mountain top.