Текст песни In Death She Waits

there's is an old woman stands on top of the hill dressed in black she awaits her dead son she's stood there now for a hundred years rocking to and fro until his return RETURN she kept a watch but he never came and in the end life dwindled away but in death she awaits on and on her rocking form in the misty dawn IN DEATH SHE AWAITS there's is an old woman stands on top of the hill dressed in black she awaits her dead son she's stood there now for a hundred years rocking to and fro until his return RETURN