Farewell

Alexander Winterberger

Alas, sorrow keeps me prisoner,

My heart is so sore,

For I must go forth from this place

Over yonder mountain height!

What once was mine is lost,

All, all hope has fled.

Yes, I fear, maiden, that

My eyes will never rest on you again.

Dark will the path stretch before me,

When I must go from here:

When I then stand upon that mountain,

I will sigh once more for you.