Текст песни Mayn Rue Plats - June Tabor

Don't look for me where leaves are springing
You will not find me there my child
But the machines where lives are withered
Dorten is meyn rue plats
Dorten is mayn rue plats
Don't look for me where birds are singing
You will not fine me there my child
I am a slave where chains are ringing
Dorten is meyn rue plats
Dorten is mayn rue plats
Don't look for me where streams are playing
You will not fine me there my child
Where spirits fail and tears are flowing
Dorten is meyn rue plats
Dorten is mayn rue plats
So if indeed you love me truly
Then come to me mein lieber schatz
And lift my head be of and sorrow
Make it sweet my resting place
Mach mir süß mayn rue plats