.Weeping maiden of the cold Northland
runs on through the fen and the forest
to the cold sea-shore.
She sat weeping on the dark seaside,
tears on the white sand made silver- pearls
they glow like moon.
´Cry no more for me, I ask of thee,
When I sink beneath the sea-foam..
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