When winter comes and all is silent
The saddled bear is tightly bound
Snow lays thickly on the ground
Though we bid farewell in sorrow
We will meet again in distant lands
A drink of health and joy for parting
When the exile will return again
Hard is hard to live this long life
We face a long and a treacherous road
But hard times must be faced, I will tell
Our loved ones lighten up our load
Though we bleed for a world in sorrow
We may meet again in distant lands
And drink a gout in joyful partying
When the exile will return again
The distant carn of knuckle -raised hands
waiting for her lands to gloom
Though we bid farewell in sorrow,
we may meet again in distant lands
When the exile will return again
the children are sleeping
Restful dreams of Tyne and Oak
The Jenny Johnson's bound for sailing
Now my friend, it's time to go
Though we bid farewell in sorrow,
And drink a cup in joyful partying,
when the exile will return again
Though we bid farewell in sorrow
We may meet again in distant lands
And drink of health and joyful partying
When the exiled will return again
When the exile will return again