XXXVAll day I hear the noise of watersMaking moan,Sad as the sea-bird is, when goingForth alone,He hears the winds cry to the water’sMonotone.The grey winds, the cold winds are blowingWhere I go.I hear the noise of many watersFar below.All day, all night, I hear them flowingTo and fro.
All day I hear the noise of watersMaking moan,Sad as the sea-bird is, when goingForth alone,He hears the winds cry to the water’sMonotone.The grey winds, the cold winds are blowingWhere I go.I hear the noise of many watersFar below.All day, all night, I hear them flowingTo and fro.