The one I love lives far away
Across the silver sea
And I am longing for the day
When he comes back to me
His smile is lovelier than the dawn
With all its beauty rare
That he should love me so forlorn
Is joy beyond compare
Riches are vain and inconstant
Beauty will wither and wane
But love so pure will aye endure
While our two hearts remain
And now for love of him I pine
How sad it was to part
Where’er he walks seems ground divine
To my poor aching heart