From Catalani: La Wally
Ah well then! I shall go far away
Just like the echo of the pious church-bell goes away
There somewhere in the white snow
There amongst the clouds of gold
There where hope, hope
Is regret, is regret, is sorrow!
O from my mother’s cheerful house
La Wally is about to go away from you, from you!
Quite far away, and perhaps to you
And perhaps to you, will never more return
Nor ever more see you again!
Never again, never again!
I shall go away alone and far
Like the echo of the pious church-bell goes away
There, somewhere in the white snow, I shall go
I’ll go away alone and far
And amongst the clouds of gold!