• Does snow now fall and all is well,
    She walks a road with sorrow,
    No, No, No,
    All's not well as bells now bellow,
    Her soul does weep for loves lost mellow,
    No, No, No,
    She walks the bridge for loves lost mellow,
    Her tears now reach a frosty meadow,
    No, No, No,
    Thy blade does reach moons crescent end,
    Her tears now blind her of evil men,
    Yes, yes, yes,
    Cold is his hand as the earth shall eat,
    Her corpse does wait for a new loves beat,
    Yes, yes, yes,
    All will be well if love is still true,
    For another man will be falling for you,
    Yes, yes, yes.