Lady of the woodlands, come dance in this rhythm entwined I'm steady on my feet, though my head stands on bottles of wine The night is young you know I'm doing fine
How now my love, why is your cheek so pale How chance the roses do face? The course of true love's never smooth
So now what's the use of chanting faint hymns to a cold fruitless moon? Now let us dance our ringlets to the wind of the pipers new tune My fairy queen I saved a kiss for you
I'll follow you - and I will lead you about a round Sometime - A horse I'll be, and other times a hound Follow me - I'll be the flame that always burns Sometimes true - But I'll be there at every turn
If I should fall, carry me home to my house on the hill next 'til dawn I shouldn't be drinking this night, I won't leave you alone Fate lacks no irony, Lady should stay off the wine I'll be your legs if you'd please be my eyes
I serve you, my fairy queen, tomorrow I'll praise yesterdays dream But I'll take all the blame, tomorrow I won't remember your nameTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.