If you happen to be walking by the churchyard
Oh loneliness, loneliness!
On the day of my burial
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...
Tell the earth not to devour
Oh loneliness, loneliness!
My braided hair
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...
Oh little dolly! Now, now, little dolly!
Oh, come on now, little dolly!
If I could catch you here, all alone,
Oh little dolly!
I would kiss you right on the cheek
Oh little dolly! Oh little dolly!
The olive tree is complaining
Oh loneliness, loneliness!
It is complaining, and it is right to do so
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...
For they collect all of its olives
Oh loneliness, loneliness!
And scatter its leaves all over the ground
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...
Oh little dolly! Now, now, little dolly!
Oh, come on now, little dolly!
If I could catch you here, all alone,
Oh little dolly!
I would kiss you right on the cheek
Oh little dolly! Oh little dolly!
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...