On this desolate earth
A mere mortal being
Full of sin and corruption
So numb from all feeling

Working all day
Sleeping all night
Born in the darkness
Yet dwells in faint light

Up above the poor earth
Lies the Angels, so pure and so bright
That no mortal can see them
The light is too bright

Yet up in heaven
There is one holy being
Who was sent down to earth
To beings of no feeling

So now she wanders
All day and all night
Looking for someone
To restore her light