In clusters, we move through a farm Somewhere far off, the thunder roaring And the fortune-teller has fixed her sweetly eyes on my child Sometimes I climb high up in a tree And let the wind blow in my face Sometimes I leave my cares lying in piles Somewhat disturbing Is the sound of her singing When you know you don't deserve it ♪ You are not here today I feel just like an empty eggshell And my yoke is heavy My yoke is heavy My voice is a little horse Galloping lost through the woods Calling your name ♪ It's new to me But just the same The earth is an old canvas, painted over many times The poet rambles The world it scrambles But who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men Your shadow knows It's right behind you, all the way Your shadow knows where you've been My yoke is heavy My yoke is heavy My yoke is heavy ♪ Sacred is the smile that opened up my mind That may at last come save me And rid my cold, cold heart of the dark deep gloom That took up so much room And my many spacious memories My yoke is heavy My yoke is heavy My yoke is heavy