Mither, mither.
The warlde's room, late them bag thrae life,
For them nevir mair wul I see, O."
"And what wul ye leave to your ain mither, deir,
Edward, Edward?
And what wul ye leave to your ain mither, deir,
My deir son? Now tell mee, O."
"The curse of hell frae me sail ye beir,
Mither, mither.
The curse of hell frae me sail ye beir,