A Polish Song

Today I heard her sing this tune,
The one who comes by the Banyan sometimes.
Don't know the title but I'd like to call it
'When carrots turn sour',
a song from some long ago,
And the melody plays over and over ...

Say no more, no more..
Don't look that way.
We are out of words and moons and stars.
There is no tenderness.
Though life is empty, you don't need me.
Joy has faded and this life's gone sour.