Bend willow, willow bend down deep
And dip your branches into cold
Brown river water and then weep

Weep, willow, for my land-sick soul
Let river tears wash out land grief

Let river water wash wounds made
By too much toil without relief
While you, willow, stood m the shade

Willow, you owe this much to me

I spared the ax for many years

Your roots are in my land, now, tree
Bend down and weep I have not tears