Looking back, o beloved
I remember things you said to me
In the garden before the black sun rose
Things you said to me

Things you said, o beloved
And the promise that you took from me
Now I see you standing next to me

Standing next to me
Saying promise me

Looking back, o beloved
I remember things you said to me
In the garden before the black sun rose
Standing next to me
Saying promise me
Saying promise me