Across the sea
Hermann Theodor Otto Grädener
Across the sea,
Far across the sea,
My sweetheart has gone;
My heart is
Full of sorrow and woe,
And it has flown after him fearfully.
The sea storms,
Wildly storms the sea;
Tempests chase darkly,
The sun sinks,
The world becomes empty,
And my heart despairs.
I am alone,
Ah, ever alone;
My strength is vanishing,
And I must go back
In feeble pain,
For I can never find you.