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