A Singer Of Rama

A singer of Rama He was So distraught and dishevelled, So devsted in his life, Singing the song of Rama So soulfully, so hearfully Weeping and singing The song, The song of Rama And before I could go, Vanished he out of sight The spectre, the shadow. They also sing, Sing the song, The song of Rama Who but slowly, Slowly and feebly Saying in whispers, Slowly but silently, The poor fellows Weeping and wiping, Weeping and wiping out the tears. A strange singer, A strange singer of Rama, Of Rama he was, He was, Singing so soulfully, so heartfully, The song, The song of Rama, So soulfully, so hearfully Weeping, Weeping and wiping So that the wide world could see, See him, The strange singer, Singer of Rama.