oh Cecille my love
how can it be
that one so small
should car-ry me
when I am weak
oh Cecille my love
the river holds the gun
I used to kill the one
who willed us apart
for so long
your father's house
I have burned down
I saved the letters you wrote
but could not send
I saved the one you wrote me
of your death
there's a place
on the hill
where you and I shall dwell
it's by the sea
the grave I made
so we can rest in peace
oh Cecille my love
the river has washed up
the only way I see you soon
father forgive me for what I do