Crows horse saddle again for a time,
in the near distant go to work abroad.
from my eyes two tears flowing, black
my days would be without you. (X2)
Complete with sadness, charcoal is now
suffered my soul.
God, help, give me your strength, I
of grief not sin.
How will I live without you I do not know, will
died quietly in solitude.
houses with courtyards I will sell my
and you will go with the song. (X2)