Her window pane was frozen in frost from the sun,
She could feel her reflection staring away,
The noise in her silence grew louder and louder,
The days were even darker.

The indignation turned into a deep depression,
She was all alone, yet she was surrounded by her crowd,
A crowd that is in search of retribution.
If only she could undo all the feud,
Her home would be having dinner,
And no one would call her a sinner.