歌词
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 name
