Immen dúath caeda
Sui tollech, gwanna omen
Boe naid bain gwannathar
Boe cuil ban firitha
With a sigh
You turn away
With a deepening heart
No more words to say
You will find
That the world has changed
Forever
And the trees are now
Turning from green to gold
And the sun is now fading
I wish I could hold you
Сloser