I that am lost, Oh who will find me? Deep down below the old beech tree Help succour me now the east winds blow Sixteen by six, brother, and under we go! Be not afraid to walk in the shade Save one, save all, come try! My steps - five by seven Life is closer to Heaven Look down with dark gaze from on high Before he was gone - right back over my hill Who now will find him? Why, nobody will. Doom shall I bring to him, I that am queen Lost forever, nine by nineteen Without your love, he'll be gone before. Save pity for strangers, show love the door. My soul seek the shade of my willow's boom Inside, brother mine - Let Death make a room.