Из альбома: Time to say goodbye
Well then? I will go far away,
As far as the echo from the church bell.
There, amid the white snow,
There, amid the golden Clouds,
There where hope is, and sorrow and regret!
O, Wally is going far away
Far from her mother's joyous home.
Maybe she'll never return to you,
You'll never see her again!
I will go alone and far away,
As far as the echo from the church bell.
There, amid the white snow,
I will go, I will go alone and far away,
And amid the golden clouds.