When in course of life we find,
Those who treat us well,
We call them our friends,
And in our souls they dwell.
In further course of life we find,
A betrayer among those friends,
We who trust are hurt to the core,
One's heart it truly rends.
Look well say I to the one's you trust,
Knowing them truly is hard,
Keeping your soul is a given,
On one's heart keep a diligent guard.