Sotir

 

Well, he shone bright while he shone

Like the world was his alone,

Like he knew how little time

He had to call his own.

 

Well, he smiled like a king,

Drank his fill of everything,

And heedless as he was,

He was sweet as anything.

 

And he never said goodbye,

And he never feared to die,

And he left us weeping tears

Under a smiling sky.