I am waiting for my love from year to year
I don't want to hear: He is dead, my dear
Over the mountains, over the lakes
Without you every morning your child awakes
I am waiting for my love with heart full of hope
That one day he will come with all the letters that I wrote
Over the valleys, over the ditches
The cradle of our child fluctuates the breeze
I can feel
You are still alive
But I need
To feed another life
I am waiting for my love with soul all alone
With every sunny dawn, my heart's hardening into stone
Over the cradle, over my child
I've thrown a veil of fondness
To make these eyes blind
Where you are
There my heart should be
Where you are
There I wanna be
My love is fading away and my heart is broken
