1.
They say I'm falling fast, mother, indeed I feel it [as?];
For all seems overcast, mother,
And my cheeks have press'd to glow;
Just place your hand near to my heart,
How wild it pulses beat!
They'll soon be still, I know they will,
And thru my sleep how sweet.

2.
Oh! raise me in your arm mother,
That I may catch the breeze;
And feel its breath of life, mother,
Fresh from the leafy trees,
The flow'rs are full of life and joy;
How rich the lilacs bloom;
And see my rose - how sweet it blows,
You'll bear it to my tomb.

3.
'Tis merry May for some, mother,
Their joyous laugh I hear,
With happy songs they come, mother,
Those songs to me how dear!
Oh, let them sing them by my bed,
I'm sure 'twill seethe my pain;
'Twill hover round me when I'm dead,
They wild yet pleasant strain.

4.
The light becomes more dim, mother,
I cannot see your face!
My brain begins to swim, mother,
My limbs grow cold apace;
An angel's bending from the skies,
He says that I must come,
Oh! mother dry your tearful eyes;
I'm going to my home.

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