Hard Times
Mirah & The Black Cat Orchestra Lyrics

Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears
Let's take a moment to reflect on the hardships that we encounter even while we try to find enjoyment and laughter in life.

While we all sup sorrow with the poor
We should remember that there are many people who are poor and facing many struggles that we take for granted, and that we should share in their sorrow and experiences of hardship.

There's a song that will linger forever in our ears
The pain and sadness of hard times will persist, and the memories of those struggles will always be with us.

Oh, hard times, come again no more
We hope and pray that we won't have to experience such difficult times again in the future.

'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary
The weariness and fatigue caused by hardships is a universal experience that many people can relate to.

Many days you have lingered all around my door
Hard times seem to last a long time and can wear down even the strongest of us.

While we seek mirth and beauty and music to light the way
Despite the hardships we face, we still try to find joy in life and use art and beauty to guide us through struggle.

There are frail forms fainting at the door
Despite our efforts to find happiness, there are many people who are frail and weak, and who are struggling just to survive.

Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say
Even if people don't express their pain verbally, their sad expressions say more than words ever could.

There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away
There are many people who work very hard for very little reward and bear the brunt of society's struggles.

With a worn out heart, whose better days are o'er
Their spirits are worn out from the constant struggle, and their best days are long gone.

Though her voice it would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day
Even when people try to put on a brave face and be happy, they are still struggling and can't help but express their pain.

Tis a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave,
The sigh of someone in pain is carried across the world just like a message in troubled waters.

Tis a wail that is heard upon our shore
The pain and sorrow of people who are struggling can be heard from miles away, like a wail of sorrow.

Tis a dirge that is murmured around those lonely graves
The sadness of loss echoes through graveyards, as people mourn the difficult lives and struggles of those who have passed on.

Oh hard times come again no more.
We wish that hard times would stop so that we don't have to keep experiencing the pain and suffering that comes with them.