When I recall his parting wordsMust I accept his fateOr take myself far from this placeI thought I heard a black bel l tollA little bird did singMan has no choiceWhen he wants everythingWe'll rise above the scarlet tideThat trickles down through the mountainAnd separates the widow from the brideMan goes beyond his own decisionGets caught up in the mechanismo f swindlers who act like kingsAnd brokers who break everythingThe dark of night was swiftly fadingClose to the dawn of dayW hy would I want him just to lose him againWe'll rise above the scarlet tideThat trickles down through the mountainAnd separ ates the widow from the brideWe'll rise above the scarlet tideThat trickles down through the mountainand separates the wido w from the bride.