A mountain I pulled up to o’erwhelm all,
Yet my ill-fortune forced my steed to stall.
O what could I do by the loyal steed,
And with my Yu what could I do indeed?
A Mount I pulled up to whelm all,
Yet th’ ill-fate forced my steed to stall.
The steed stalled, O what could I do,
And Yu what could I do by you?
A mountain I pulled up to o’erwhelm all,
Yet my ill-fortune forced my steed to stall.
My steed to stall what can I do,
And same to you, my lady, it's also true!