There is a shepherd on the top of the high mountain.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.
He let go of his voice and sang heartily.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming.
How crisp and loud the shepherd's song is.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.
Songs echoed in the fields and cities.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming.
Even if I come, I will let me.
Even if I come, I will come.
Even if I come, I will let me.
If you come, I will come.
The prince on the bridge is listening to him sing.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.
Pedestrians who carry loads also listen to him sing.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming.
Hotel guests are listening to him sing.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.
People who drink also listen to him sing.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming.
A little girl in red.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.
She sings with the shepherd.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming.
The girl's mother is listening.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming, I'm coming.
A duet between the shepherd and the girl.
Come on, I'm coming, I'm coming.
I come all the time. I come all the time.
I come all the time. I come all the time.
I will come. Ok, I'll be there.
I will come. Ok, I'll be there.
I will come. Ok, I'll be there.
I am coming, I am coming, I am coming, I am coming.