A beautiful rowan tree grows in the yard of the shoemaker's daughter
A yellow full moon shines on the yard of the shoemaker's daughter
An accordion's cheerful tune becomes wistful somewhere;
Two steps head from the road to the yard
The beautiful rowan tree, the full moon in the sky
A whisper is heard from the yard of the shoemaker's daughter: "Yes?" (x2)
A beautiful rowan tree grows in the yard of the shoemaker's daughter
A yellow full moon shines on the yard of the shoemaker's daughter
The boy is brisk and the girl's heart, eyes, and mouth glow...
Somewhere the wistful accordion playing fades finally
A step plank creaks, the full moon in the sky
A quiet whisper is heard from the granary of the shoemaker's daughter: "Yes..." (x2)