For the true heart and kind,
Its recompence shall find
Shall win praise,
And golden days,
And live in many a tale.
The lark shall sing on high.
Whatever shores thou rov'st;
The nightingale shall try,
To call up her thou lov'st;
For the true heart and kind,
Its recompence shall find,
Shall win praise,
And golden days,
And live in many a tale.