Invention No. 4 In D Minor, Bwv 775

This bitter, bitter earth
What fruit had passed
What good is love?
That no one wants to share
And if my life
My life is like the dust
That hides the glow of a rose
Tell me, what good am I?
Heaven, heaven, heaven only knows
Ooh, this, this bitter earth
Well, I found out it can be, be so, be so cold
Today, oh yeah
And before you know it
Too soon, you've grown old
But while a voice within me cries
Someone, someone may answer my call
And this bitter earth
This bitter, bitter earth
May not, may not be so bitter after all
while a voice
While this voice within me cries
Someone, someone may answer my call
And this, this bitter
This real cold earth
Hmm-hmm
May not
Be so bitter after all, hmm-hmm