Well? I'll go far away
How goes the echo of the pious bell
There, among the white snow
There, among the golden clouds
There  , where hope, hope
is regret, is regret, and pain
O mother my joyful home
Wally will go to you, to you very far away
And perhaps to you, and perhaps to you
She will never return again
You will never see her again
Never again, never again
I will go alone and far away
Like the echo of the pious bell
There, among the white snow
I will go, n 'I will go alone and far away
And among the golden clouds

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