I
With
What
Do
You
Concern
Yourself,
Young
Man?
With a flash of fire in a
lover's eyes,
Hail of the moon in the midnight skies,
The birth of a man and the death he dies,
Tell me what are you cry ing now,
young man I tell me what are you crying now, young man
I cry the pain of a heart that's torn
Tears of a woman when her son is born
The death of a man in the early morn
And love, tell me
what are you living for,
Young man, I tell me,
what are you living for?
Young man, I live for the
laugh from the lover's lips,
the touch of summer to my fingertips,
the songs I sing,
and a thousand things,
and love.
I am what will you be when your life is done,
young man?
Tell me, what will you be when your life is done,
young man?
I'll be one with the fire
in the lover's eyes,
The pale of the moon in the midnight skies,
The birth of a man and the death he dies,
And lo, lo,
For with what do you con cern yourself,
young man?
With a flash of fire
in a lover's eyes,
The pale of the moon in the midnight skies,
The birth of a man and
the death he dies,
And love, and
love.
you