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.