(From Michalken)
Translated by Ed Bernthal

‘I have my loved one on the other side of the sea,
And I can’t, just can’t get over the sea.
And I can’t, just can’t get over the sea.’

‘O if I only had such a little horse
That could swim through the middle of the sea,
That could swim through the middle of the sea.’

‘I do have a little horse that can swim,
But I don’t have a bridle for him,
But I don’t have a bridle for him.’

‘O that my loved one over there would know,
My good, my true, my faithful loved one,
My good, my true, my faithful loved one.’

‘She would surely buy me a bridle
And send it to me in the Dresden mail.
And send it to me in the Dresden mail.’

The girl bought the bridle for him
And sent it to him in the Dresden mail,
And sent it to him in the Dresden mail.

Had a bridge built over the sea
That was stone underneath and painted above.
That was stone underneath and painted above.

The youth swam over the sea
The girl lovingly ran to meet him,
The girl lovingly runs to meet him.

Where did that old woman come from
The ugly, pale, nightlike ghost?
The ugly, pale, nightlike ghost?

The bridge, she knocked down altogether,
The lover, she drowned in the sea.
The lover, she drowned in the sea.


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