You have a woman here, one made of stone You made her for yourself You piled her up, made a stone face Stone fingers and eyes There's no room beside her for another woman A live and breathing one It makes me sad to see you have made a woman Out of rocks and wood, Grasses and tree bark To lie beside you, beside you There's no room beside her for another woman A live and breathing one There's no room beside her for another woman A live and breathing one I made that stone woman For you to see me and say: "I am here, I am here..."