Edward Grieg "an Svane"

A Swan My snowy-white swan, So silently gliding, By no sound eer confiding Your voice of singing. Peace bestowing, you Elfin in hiding. Ever watchful, oer Deep waters gliding. A last farewell, then, When promises given Were meant to be riven Yes, then it sounded! In songs first sighing Your journey was ended. You sang in dying Ah, truly a swan, then, A swan, then!