From a bereaved Christian husband, to his young departed wife:
My lovely girl, Across the sea, Oh fairest one, Please wait for me...For I love thee.
My precious girl, my treasure, My radiant jewel and joy, A gift I cannot measure, Yet one without alloy.
I'll cross the flaming deserts, Or swim the widest seas, If but to know that treasure, Is waiting there for me.
My dearest, priceless darling, My song, my love, my life, Oh how my heart goes wandering, Like dreams throughout the night.
To find the girl I've taken, In vigil on the shore, Then love her there forever, Where time shall be no more.
My lovely girl, Across the sea, Oh fairest one, Please wait for me...For I love thee.
My precious girl, my treasure, My radiant jewel and joy, A gift I cannot measure, Yet one without alloy.
I'll cross the flaming deserts, Or swim the widest seas, If but to know that treasure, Is waiting there for me.
My dearest, priceless darling, My song, my love, my life, Oh how my heart goes wandering, Like dreams throughout the night.
To find the girl I've taken, In vigil on the shore, Then love her there forever, Where time shall be no more.
