Ring out, ring out,
ring out sweet bells!
The bells of St. Mary`s,
Ah! here they are calling,
the young loves, the true loves,
who come from the sea . . .
And so my beloved,
when red leaves are falling,
the love bells shall ring out, ring out,
for you and me!
The bells of St. Mary`s,
that sweet eventide,
shall call me beloved
to come to your side . . .
And out in the valley,
in sound of the sea,
I know you`ll be waiting,
just waiting for me!
Just waiting, just waiting,
Just waiting for me!
The bells of St. Mary`s,
Ah! here they are calling,
the young loves ( the young loves )
the true loves ( the true loves )
who come from the sea . . .
And so my beloved,
when red leaves are falling,
the love bells shall ring out, ring out,
for you and me!