Her dirge still echoes in these woods
Mourning lingers in the vales
As the wind cries on the shore

Her wailing can be heared

Mirthless is this wandering through

Hollow days
Like a pale ghost I waste away in
This foul world


What sin do I atone for in this
Dreadful way

Why the gods snee rat me as I
Keep writhing in pain


Where has my dearest gone to
Where sings now my maiden fair
Beneath the darksome waters

Underneath the moonlit waves

Where is our ill-starred son

Where lies our poor stillborn child
Below the silent mound
In the arms of scared earth


She become weary of the world
Tired of this marred life

Burdened with sorrow far too deep
A pain impossible to bear


There is no light at the end of this
Blackened path
Calm again are the sullen waters

Before me

If gods shall hearken to me

Fate with be bening
I leave these woes behind
Depart from these cares


For we shall be reunited on the
Other side

I desscend to my love and caress her
Forevermore