Soren: "Ok here it gos." "Fare you well my dear I must be gone and leave you for a while if I roam away I'll come back again tho' I roam ten thousand miles, my dear tho I roam ten thousand miles, So fair thou art my bonny lass so deep in love am I, but I never will prove false to the bonny lass I love till the stars fall from the sky, my dear till the stars fall from the sky, The sea will never run dry my dear nor the rocks ever melt with the sun, but I never will prove false to the bonny lass I love, till the stars fall from the sky, till the stars fall from the sky, *he pulled his flute out and played it a tad bit then stopped and continued singing* O yonder sit's that little turtle dove, he doth sit on yonder high tree, making a moan for the loss of his love as I will do for thee, my dear as I will do for thee, *he played a bit on his flute and then stopped to sing* Fare you well my dear, Fare you well my dear, *now with a soft voice* fare well."