Erik A Som (The Cherries Ripen)

Cherries ripe now, bright and red now Hey, the grey clouds are all gone now, we look ahead. Troubles fly away now, Whether fall or winter, I will survive with God's strength to stay alive. We will be wed, wedding day, we dance now. Not a path, no easy way, the new bride makes her way now, without delay. I will pay the price now, At the wedding she'll speak, she'll have her say.