At the bottom of the lake, where the roots all grow,
Sun don’t shine and the wind don’t blow,
You can find me at the bottom of the lake.
"Never again shall you thirst, for I am come to wet your mouth with wine and water, to quench your thirst with kisses. Words of Love from my own lips will serve as your oasis, and you shall never want for drink again."
At the bottom of the lake, where the roots all grow,
Sun don’t shine and the wind don’t blow,
You can find me at the bottom of the lake.