1. My lonely sleep has fled
Fluttering over the gorge in dread

2. Its gleam reminding me
Of sweet nights once mine to see

3. Alas for that camp, alas its folk
Oh how I grieve for the homeward road

4. Would that when my love took flight
The rider had tarried that fateful night

5. When it drew rein, my grief awoke
To see it pass wrapped in a cloak

6. While for yearning after its folk
The campfire leaped in a dance light and quick