Moan on o' winds of ill-warned change,
Moan softly o'er the valley.
Moan loudly o'er the mountain range,
For my love I cannot marry.
So cruel is the world that rent us apart,
That cut our souls asunder.
That tore and broke my faithful heart,
And all my life did plunder.
For winds did howl, and seas did rage,
And tore my love from me,
So now I must live in Hell's own cage,
For all eternity.