Paroles " Wardrobe, why do you moan?
For I've troubles, I moan.
I fell in love with the lord,
That is why I moan.
They cut off my branches,
Destroyed all my order,
Yet, I'm an unwearied poet,
For I've troubles, I moan.
I'm a tree of a mountain,
Neither sweet, nor bitter,
I'm thankful to the Lord,
That is why I moan.
They found me on a mountain,
They broke my arms and wings,
They found me fit for a wardrobe,
For I've troubles, I moan.
Yunus, comes and finds no joy here,
No one reaches his desires
No one remains in this mortal world,
For I've troubles. I moan
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