
Date of issue: 07.02.2013
Song language: English
The Willow Maid |
A young man walked through the forest |
With his quiver and hunting bow |
He heard a young girl singing |
And followed the sound below |
There he found the maiden |
Who lives in the willow |
He called to her as she listened |
From a ring of toadstools red |
«Come with me, my maiden |
Come from thy willow bed» |
She looked at him serenely |
And only shook her head |
See me now, a ray of light in the moondance |
See me now, I cannot leave this place |
Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest |
Don’t ask me, to follow where you lead |
A young man walked through the forest |
With a flower and coat of green |
His love had hair like fire |
Her eyes an emerald sheen |
She wrapped herself in beauty |
So young and so serene |
He stood there under the willow |
And he gave her the yellow bloom |
«Girl, my heart you’ve captured |
Oh, I would be your groom» |
She said she’d wed him never |
Not near, nor far, nor soon |
See me now, a ray of light in the moondance |
See me now, I cannot leave this place |
Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest |
Don’t ask me, to follow where you lead |
Follow where you lead |
A young man walked through the forest |
With an axe sharp as a knife |
«I'll take the green-eyed fairy |
And she shall be my wife |
With her I’ll raise my children |
With her I’ll live my life» |
The maiden wept when she heard him |
When he said he’d set her free |
He took his axe and used it |
To bring down her ancient tree |
«Now your willow’s fallen |
Now you belong to me» |
See me now, a ray of light in the moondance |
See me now, I cannot leave this place |
Hear me now, a strain of song in the forest |
Don’t ask me, to follow where you lead' |
She followed him out the forest |
And collapsed upon the earth |
Her feet had walked but a distance |
From the green land of her birth |
She faded into a flower |
That would bloom for one bright eve |
He could not take from the forest |
What was never meant to leave |