1. For you are always dear though far you dwell,
And distant home and winding way as well,

2. Nor have the slanderers, for all their guile,
Diminished aught of love that doth excel,

3. Although they hoped to part us for a while,
My only wish was that you here might dwell.

4. No joy have I since you no more are near,
Nor comforting without you can I find.

5. So welcome ever, whensoe'er you come!
True to my vows, my land your land I hold.