Miners´ Song - Skywalker

The tough morning,\nthe grief-filled house,\na field left\nhalf ploughed up.\nThe whole life is the shift,\nthe work — the price,\na rock hits you,\nyou leave a wife, behind.\nThe furrow has been dragged for the last time.\nThe furrow / the furrow, has been dragged.\nThe furrow has been dragged for the last time.\nThe furrow / the furrow, for the last (time).\nA miner got killed\nfright tightens the throat,\nas life rolls like a river\nover the hearts that went cold.\nThe whole life is a moment,\nbut a shift in a big assingment,\none’s scream is but a moan\nthat softly fades away.\nThe furrow has been dragged for the last time.\nThe furrow / the furrow, has been dragged.\nThe furrow has been dragged for the last time.\nThe furrow / the furrow, for the last (time).