The moon hangs over the blue water lake,
I stand on the shore of Blue Water Lake,
To hide, dance a dance,
To hide, sing a song.
He was riding on the horse and looked at me quietly,
Suddenly he turned his horse's head and headed into the distance.
I know he's gone,
I stopped jumping,
It's just that I have to finish singing this song,
I believe he will come back to me,
I will wait patiently.