Don't cry my daughter, don't cry my daughter.
If you cry my heart becomes a river of tears.
Don't cry my daughter, don't cry my daughter.
Rise up and walk on your flowery path.
Rise up and dance my lovely bride
If you cry my heart becomes a river of tears.
I already know your sorrow, all your sorrow.
Rise up and walk on your flowery paths.
Don't cry my daughter, don't cry my daughter.
Rise up and dance my lovely bride, my lovely bride.