Jonathan Adams - The noise of waters - текст песни (слова)

All day I hear the noise of waters
 Making moan,
 Sad as the sea-bird is, when going
 Forth alone,
 He hears the winds cry to the waters'
 Monotone. 
 
 The grey winds, the cold winds are blowing
 Where I go.
 I hear the noise of many waters
 Far below.
 All day, all night, I hear them flowing
 To and fro.