[Based on a Quebec folk song]

The sea so deep and blind

The sun, the wild regret
The club, the wheel, the mind,
O love, aren't you tired yet?

The club, the wheel, the mind
O love, aren't you tired yet?
The blood, the soil, the faith

These words you can't forget
Your vow, your holy place
O love, aren't you tired yet?

The blood, the soil, the faith
O love, aren't you tired yet?
A cross on every hill

A star, a minaret
So many graves to fill
O love, aren't you tired yet?

So many graves to fill
O love, aren't you tired yet?
The sea so deep and blind

Where still the sun must set
And time itself unwind
O love, aren't you tired yet?

And time itself unwind
O love, aren't you tired yet?