When my darling shall come,
Should step my dearest,
I shall know it from (the way of his) arrival,
Guess it from treading,
Guess it from treading,
Even if (him)were a verst away
Even if (him)were a verst away
Or maybe two.
Like a haze I would go outside,
Float like smoke to yard,
Float like smoke to yard,
I would give off sparkles,
I would give off sparkles,
Flow like a flame;
*Go beside a wort,
Gliding in front of you.
Aaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaa
Surely would I shake a hand,
Should even a snake rest in the palm,
Surely would I kiss(a mouth),
Should there be death against the mouth;
Surely would I hang in (his)neck,
Should decease lay on neck bones;
Surely would I shin up beside(him),
Should blood fill his side.
'Though my darling has not,
His lips covered with blood,
Not his hands in the tallow of snakes,
Not his neck on decease's grab;
Mouth is made of melted butter,
Lips like honey,
Lips like honey,
Hands (are)golden,handsome,
hands (are)golden,handsome,
Neck like the stem of a heather.