Mother, mother
I saw you across the River Jordan
Mother, mamma waam
I’ve been listening to you
So close and yet so far away

I’ve never stopped hearing your words
Since that Easter morning
It is now very clear
That the meaning of your last wish for me
Revealed my destiny

I saw you cross the river Jordan
With the most positive courage
When they washed your feet
Your last communion
I was there, mamma
You fell down among us with a smile
And lay looking up
With the look of another world

You departed surrounded by the singing
And the praises of the halleluja
Some envied your departure
Some came to offer whatever little comfort they could give