Cold winds may blow o磂r the icy sea
   But I'll take with me
   The warmth of thee
   A taste of honey,
   A taste much sweeter than wine
   He will return...He will return
   He'll come back
   For the honey and me
   I leave behind
   My heart to wear
   And may it e磂r remind you of
   A taste of honey
   A taste much sweeter than wine
   He will return...He will return...
   He'll come back for the honey and me.