You can't be my suns
I don't hear what it tells me
I saw three suns stand in the sky
And they stood there as blank
And bright to watch me
As if they would not leave my sight
You cannot be my suns
You cannot be my suns
Not long ago I had three of my own
But now the best two have gone down
And the third might disappear
In darkness I would better fare
You cannot be my suns
You cannot be my suns
You cannot be my suns
You would not leave my sight
When the snow flies in my face
I brush it away
When my heart exclaims in my breast
Complaining is for fools
Complaining is for fools
I sing bright and cheery
Spite all wind and weather we are gods