Noise of waters

All day I hear the noise of waters

    Making moan,

Sad as the sea-bird is, when going

    Forth alone,

He hears the winds cry to the waters'

    Monotone.

The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing

    Where I go.

I hear the noise of many waters

    Far below.

All day, all night, I hear them flowing

    To and fro.