The day that we wed 

You blessed us and said 

May heaven bestow you grace 

There in that holy place

 We shared our first embrace

Our cottage was small 

But richer than all 

The palaces of a king

 All day, the birds would sing

Our hearts were full of spring

 Padre, padre, what happened

 To our love so true 

Padre, padre, in my grief I turn to you 

Then she came along 

And sang him her song 

And won him with honeyed lies 

She of the golden eyes 

Now it's my heart that cries 

So I kneel and pray 

The hours away 

And weary my heart has grown 

Wondering where love has flown 

Counting my beads alone 

Padre, padre, please tell me 

How such things can be 

Padre, padre, pray for My love and me