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

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

"What have I now?" said the fine old woman,
"What have I now?" the 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 it from me,
But my sons they have sons and as brave as were their fathers,
And my four green fields they will bloom once again" said she,
"My four green fields they will bloom once again" said she.