Lyrics:

Coming through the rye
Robert fin and fly
Down to the river
Pale as the light
Helen fin and fly
Who could forget her?
And underneath the autumn sky
We'll carry her on through the rye
The mother weeps
To the wind she speaks
The way that it was then
The wake away
Was only yesterday
She still walked along there
And underneath the autumn sky
We'll carry her on through the rye

Coming through the rye
Robert fin and fly
Down to the river
Pale as the light
Helen fin and fly
Who could forget her?
Who could forget her?
Who could forget her?
Who could forget her?
Who could forget her?
Who could forget her?