The ring-dove sang from the willow spray,
Well-a-day! Well-a-day!
He mourn’d for the fate of his darling mate,
Well-a-day!
Tu whu! Tu whu! Tu whu!
Well-a-day! Well-a-day!
He mourn’d for the fate of his darling mate,
Well-a-day!
Tu whu! Tu whu! Tu whu!