Torrents

Many a tear from my eyes
Has dropped into the snow
When the grass begins to grow
A warm breeze will blow there
Many a tear from my eyes
Has dropped into the snow

When the grass begins to grow
A warm breeze will blow there
When the grass begins to grow
And the ice will melt in torrents

Say which way will you flow
Just follow my tears
Their stream will soon carry you away
When you feel my tears grow warm
That will be my sweetheart's house

You lied cold and motionless
How silent you have become
Stretched out in the sand

You've covered yourself

On your crust
I carve with a sharp stone
The name of my beloved
And the hour and the day
The day I first met her

Many a tear from my eyes
Have dropped into the snow
Under its crust is there a roaring torrent