Lyrics:

Love of the wind, of the wisest heart

Love of a maiden's cheek dost lie

Within your eyes, the strongest will

A yearning heart, a justice fight to win

Lo I myself am all borne aside

So young, so fair but hurried down

Drenched by the rain, the whirling snow

left there to pine while all her tears aye flow

No youths have sung the marriage singing

No maids have strewn with flowers the bed

Over the land, over the upland holds

For Death who puts to sleep both young and old

Friends, countrymen, that's my last farewell

My journey' s done, the mortals' re singing

The taint of blood, her tears aye flow

A yearning heart, a justice fight to win

No youths have sung the marriage singing

No maids have strewn with flowers the bed

Over the land, over the upland holds

For Death who puts to sleep both young and old