Lonely years and lonely days,
The world abandons but loneliness stays;
Lonely thoughts and lonely dreams
Lonely are my silent screams.

At the lonely old church lane,
My lonely wait for you in vain.
Lonely sobs and lonely sighs,
A lonely drop of tear just dries.

Lonely are the dawns and dusk,
Lonely blues are hard to musk.
At the lonely sleepless nights
Lonely are the endless blights.

Lonely seems this life of mine,
At long lonely hours of pine.
All things end but loneliness thrives;
Lonely is how I still survive.