I reeve her up wind
and give her the water to sail
and weeds grow to hold me
and decide not to go to sea
I'm dizzy with your laugh
So small in our old shore hut
and outside the door I see
Where you hide below the oak tree
(In the place we know)
I wait for you and wait
I run out, but there you came
Where you hide, I can't follow
Still outside, you left me home
and weeds grow up the river
Many months go before fall comes
The grasses make us play
At your hest to mow the way
and I went again up to the oak tree
and I carved your name
But I rived in two the place under the tree
But I recovered the half you left for me