Det var en lÝrdag aften / It was a Saturday night

It was a Saturday night
I was waiting for you
You surely promised me to come
but never came to me I laid down on my bed
and bitterly wept
and every time I heard the door
I thought it was you How can one gather roses
where no roses grow
How can one find love
Where love does not dwell I wanted to gather roses
I will gather none no more
I loved you so deeply
I will never love again.