Once beyond the river grew
A fair white lily
Next to light, while morning rise
A bird sang so weary

The bird spread his wings and flew
Far away, out of sight
He sang from his love so true
His lay illumed the night

Oh! Will old grew new?
And three kings come to rise?
When will the Hawk be thrown
Up in starry sky?

The bird sings, stars pass by
And beyond croons the sky
One time to end thou life
And three kings come to rise

One time to come bloom
Lily′s woe shall be gone
Tell her 'til thе break of dawn
Take your love in pawn

Oh! Old will bе cured
And all lost revived
My sweet love must not endure
Nor pain, nor death, nor strife