Yet, if the wind breathe soft, curling waves That break against the shore, shall my mind And scorn against all enemies And with the food of pride sustained my soul solitude
Sad was I, to pain depressed Importunate heavy load My destiny has found me here Upon this road
And many thousands now are sad Wait the fulfilment of their fear For I die who is their stay Their disappears
Now I am dead and gone, my Life's pain has come to end Your will guide my soul To ride the winds above