For the coming land battle, and I can report on the arrangements Being made for handling prisoners of war O, mistress mine, where are you roaming? O,
O mistress mine Where are you roaming? O stay and hear Your true loves coming That can sing both high and low Trip no further pretty sweeting Journeys
Превод: Савхнеи, Нитин. Чекању (О Господарица Рудник).