The water is wide, I cannot cross o'er,

And neither have I wings to fly.

Give me a boat that can carry two

And I shall row, my love and I.

The river flows with a current strong

And we must follow round its bend.

So we know not what may lie ahead,

Or where our journey meets its end

May love be long, may love grow wide,

May love be like the river deep.

And may this boat always carry two,

That we our love may ever keep.