A keresés eredménye

Willow, Little Willow

Oh willow, little green willow,
of St. George’s Day,
I plaited a wreath from you
for my darling.
 
And again it’s St. George’s Day,
the wind sways the willow,
but my darling is not there,
not there anymore —
 
but my darling is not there,
not there anymore.