On all saints' day, the clouds hang low
In the city where the winds of sorrow blow
Women gather 'round, their hearts weighed down
As the sky weeps tears, in shades of gray and brown

Mourners in the graves, their souls adorned in bronze
With hot wax candles, they light the path they're on

Oh! In this city of sadness, where memories still remain
On all saints' day, we remember this pain!
Oh! In this city of sadness, where memories still remain
On all saints' day, we remember this pain!
Oh

The hot wax drips, like teardrops from the skies
Bronze finish gleams, as they whisper their goodbyes

Oh! In this city of sadness, where memories still remain
On all saints' day, we remember this pain!
Oh! We remember this pain!
Oh! We remember this pain! Oh

In the silence of the graveyard, their sorrows they convey
On all saints' day, in this melancholy display
On all saints' day, in this melancholy display