High On A Rocky Ledge - Moondog

High on a rocky ledge lives a Mädel, Edelweiß.
Shy as a shadow, lovely as lace, and cold as ice.
High on a rocky ledge, I pledged my love to her.
Ev´ry time I climb up to Paradise.
How many times I´ve been up to see her, goodness knows, Huffing and puffing, dressed in the warmest climbing clothes.
How many chances would be taken in my Hopeless pursuit of the Schnee-Mädel-Edelweiß.
Then spoke a spirit, "If you would win your Lady Love, There´s only one way: fall to your death from high above.
You will begin to grow in snow beside the one You have waited for to be mated with." Now, I´m an Edel, vice to my Mädel, Edelweiß.
Dying to be with her wasn´t any sacrifice.
We´re so deliriously happy on our ledge where I pledge my love to my Lady Fair.
You who are climbing breathless to see me and my love.
Snow flowers growing fonder on Lover´s Ledge above.
If you´ve the yen to pluck, then pluck us both, for we who have lived as one, wish to die as one.

From his time spent in Germany during the latter period of his life, where his music often took on a more traditional classical feel.

Wikipedia says:
"Moondog was the pseudonym of Louis Thomas Hardin (May 26, 1916 -- September 8, 1999), a blind American composer, musician, poet, and inventor of several musical instruments. Moondog removed himself from society through his decision to make his home on the streets of New York for approximately twenty of the thirty years he spent in the city. He could be found on the streets of New York wearing clothes he had created based on his own interpretation of the Norse god Thor. Because of his unconventional outfits, he was known for much of his life as "The Viking of 6th Avenue""