I wait all day for my sailor,
And sometimes he comes.

See you over hill and dale.
Riding on the wind, I see.
You know me…
You know me like the nightingale.
“Oh… fair maiden,
I see you standing there.”
Oh… will you hold me for just a fair time?
The tune is playing in the fair night.
I see you in my dreams.
Fair boy, your eyes haunt me.