Trace of grace this mate
Show for welkin.
Candid face will lace your pace,
(1) For a while.
(2) For a guilt.

Why you try to cry
In the evenings,
And in chase of praise for daze
You sell me.

Refrain:
Give us one more chance,
To be free of your own trance.
Cast at me a glance
(1) And I'll serve you like your wife.
(2) And you'll see your expected dance.