(1) br br The rose new-opening saith, br And the dew of the morning saith, br (Fallen leaves and vanished dew) br Remember death. br Ding dong bell br Ding dong bell br br (2) br br May-moon thin and young br In the sky, br Ere you wax and wane br I shall die; br So my faltering breath, br So my tired heart saith, br That foretell me death. br Ding-dong br Ding-dong br Ding-dong ding-dong bell br br (3) br br 'Thy gold hair likes me well br And thy blue eyes,' he saith, br Who chooses where he will br And none may hinder - Death.