What makes you go abroad and work for strangers? Your books and learning bring too many changes Here in my world ways are changeless Does it not call you?
The burning sun will shine and scorch your beauty All foreigners they all pay you most royally Come back to me, I'll do love's duty Is it not pleasing?
You joke on greasy smoke through miles of steel and glass The cruel foundry fires and the furnaced glass No quiet of bliss, no time to watch and waste No time for loving
But come back when the snows melt and we'll love again These gentle restless feelings they will still remain And the clouds will bloom as you walk down the lane Where I am waiting
And the spring will bring us together forever The love will rise and sing from the clover Rise to the promise of fine spring weather Rise to the promise that winter is over