If we're ever swept away, dear,
With the tireless flood-stretch-
Love you, find me, More,
From the bosom of the river.
He said to me, he said, "I don't know, but I don't know.
I'll get you back,
In the middle of night.
If you're so embarrassed that day,
It's hard to recognize-
Return my all love that i have given to you
I'm gonna meet you.
Slice in the moore water,
Just once you get into the bosom,
Say 'Love me like you do'.