It's just a grain of salt
that glistens in this tear,
a single cry reflecting light
that only hearts can hear.

What heralds wrong so clearly,
and shows forth hurt and fault?
What magic moves us, one and all?
It's just a grain of salt.

Sadness leaks from broken hearts 
which wishes could not halt.
So what doth glisten in this tear?
It's just a grain of salt.