Cold mountains they are here around me. Cold waters gliding down the stream.
Oh in my sleep I think I'll find him. But when I wake it's all a dream.
True when I wake and cannot find him. All on my bed I weep and moan.
Just like the rain drops without numbering. It's all because I'm left alone.
I hate the time when I must leave you. I hate the time when we must part.
Although I've loved you without measuring. I'll give my hand you have my heart.
I'll give my hand you have my heart.