O take me in your arms, love|
For keen doth the wind blow
O take me in your arms, love
For bitter is my deep woe.
2. She hears me not, she heeds me not
3. My love hath wealth and beauty
4. The ribbon fair that bound her hair|
Is all that is left to me
While here I lie alone
To die beneath the willow tree.
5. I once had gold and silver
6. My wealth is lost, my friend is false
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