Lyrics

I look into the well in the light of the morning sun.
Perhaps within the jug I draw, I'll find the bliss of yesterday.
O fill my jug up for me, O fill it up for me.
Fill it with happiness. O fill it to the brim.
The flocks have quenched their thirst.
Now quench mine.
I am as the lonely palm in the hills of Canaan.
My heart calls out but only the south wind responds.