Give to me the life I love, let the lave go by me.
Give the jolly heaven above and the byway
ny me, bed in the bush with stars to see.
Bread I dip in the river.
There's the life for a man like me.
There's the life, forever.
Let the blow fall soon or late, let what will be o'er me,
give the face of earth around and the road before me,
wealth I seek not hope nor love, nor a friend to know me.
All I seek the heaven above, and the road be below me.
O'er let autumn fall on me, where a field I linger,
silencing the bird on tree, biting the blue finger.
White as meal the frosty field,
warm the fireside Haven,
not to autumn will I yield, not to winter even.
Let the blow fall soon or late let what will be o'er me.
Give the face of earth around and the road before me,
wealth I ask not hope nor love nor a friend to know me.
All I ask the heaven above, and the road below me

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