Green coat, green coat, green coat has a yellow lining.
The sorrow in my heart, when will it cease?
Green coat, green coat, green coat – dressed with a yellow apron.
The sorrow in my heart, when can it be forgotten?
Green silk, green silk, prepared by your hands.
Missing you, my deceased wife; whomever can one blame?
Fine fabric, coarse cloth, cold wind, blowing again.
Missing you, my deceased wife – I am a shell, housing only love for you.