I am my lover's, my lover is mine
O white bird never ask again
No one to blame, no one to be sad
I am my lover's, my lover is mine
My lover called me: "the winter's gone
The dove has returned, the (apple) bloom has flowered"
Morning and dew at my door
My spring has shined in your eyes"
My lover called me, I went with no doubt
From my sleep he stole me from my calm
And I'm on his way the beautiful way
O sun of love tell our tale