Farewell to my childhood, adieu land of dreams
And you heroes and comrades, I bid you farewell
For I'm bidden to marry, and I shall do so;
For the unicorns won't come to visit me now

Farewell endless summers, from you I must part
I have gathered you always to hold in my heart
And no treasure bestowed by a husband's fond will
Shall compare with the memories with which my heart's filled

Of the country of marriage I this understand:
It's a long way to childhood from the exiles who land
And there's no place for dreaming from what I've heard tell
Must I lay down my arms, and my dreaming as well?

That no unicorn loved me is the hardest to bear
They are warned from approach now by the gold band I wear
Oh I'll wish for a daughter, and it may well be
That the unicorns love her as they never loved me

For if it's true as they say, that the unicorns sing
I have lost them by the wearing of this bright golden ring
Oh I'll wish for a daughter, and send her to see
And perhaps she will find them, and perhaps she'll tell me...

Farewell to my childhood, adieu land of dreams
And you sweet summer mornings, I bid you farewell
For I'm bidden to marry and sealed to my fate:
If the unicorns come for me now, it's too late...