Going to the West


In this fair land I'll stay no more
Here labor is in vain
I'll leave the mountains of my birth
And seek the fertile plain
I'm going to the west

    You say you will not go with me
    You turn your eyes away
    You say you will not follow me
    No matter what I say
    I'm going to the west

The years have passed since we first met
When you became my bride
Now I must journey far away
Without you by my side
I'm going to the west

I'll leave you here, in this land I love
Mid scenes so bright and fair
Where fragrant flowers bloom
And music fills the air
I'm going to the west