Every night the waves rush by
And I wait for my love to arise .
My pretty white dame in her pretty white dress,
Stars in her tresses rest.
My beautiful angel with her light glowed
While I stand away from her -cursed- below.
Fated to be separated ,
From the second I was born.
My soulmate, my love, my radiant light,
Hear your lover, the wolf’s, cry.