The Old Man’s Story

You asked me to tell you the reason
Why those tears in my eye never leave
You asked me if someone ever loved me
And why all my life I must grief

I once loved a fair young maiden
Just as fair as the blue skies above
And each night as we wandered together
Little moon seemed to smile on our love

She swore that shе had been faithful
She swore that her lovе will not die
But after I would not believe her
She kissed me and told me good bye

I (?) false accused her
And went back to make her my bride
But there in the door stood her mother
And told me my sweetheart had died

I went in and knelt down beside her
Just there in the hurl(?) of a room
And I prayed that my maker may take her
And bring me down to my doom

Now I have told you the reason
While those tears in my eye never shun
For many a year I'll repent it
Just longing to lay down and die

I wonder if I'll ever be forgiven
Will I meet my maker some day
And I wonder if I'll ever see my darling
On that bright and peaceful shore far away