A maiden decided to wake up early

A maiden decided to wake up early

And take a stroll in the green forest.

And when she came to the green forest,

She found a wounded boy.

The boy, he was so red from blood,

And when she drew near, he was already dead.

Where can I find two female mourners,

To mourn at my sweetheart's grave?

Where can I find six young squires,

To carry my sweetheart to his grave?

How long shall I then mourn?

Until all the waters come together?

Aye, the waters shall never all come together,

So my mourning will have no end.