Midnight
Harvest moon
We'll catch the coach
Not a moment too soon,
My love let's fly away from here

Autumn blush
Your first touch
Indian summer begins at dusk,

My love
Our love will never die,
Our love will never die

Winter pale
Killing frost
The doctor says prepare for loss,

My love
Let's fly away from here

Steel ground,
Fresh grave,
They laid us together, we'll make our way,

My love
Our love will never die