"What did I have?" said this fine old woman,
"What did I have?" this proud old woman did say,
"I had four green fields, each one was a jewel,
But strangers they came and tried to take them from me,
I had fine strong sons, they fought to save my jewels,
They fought and they died and that was my grief" said she.

"Long time ago," said this fine old woman,
"Long time ago," this proud old woman did say,
"There was war and death, plundering and pillage,
My children they starved by mountain, valley and sea,
And their wailing cry, they shook the very heavens,
And my four green fields ran red with their blood" said she.

"What have I now?" said this fine old woman,
"What have I now?" this proud old woman did say,
"I have four green fields but one of them's in bondage,
In stranger's hands, that tried to take them from me,
But my sons they have sons, as brave as were their fathers,
And my fourth green fields they will bloom once again" said she.