Ah me, poor maid, what have I done?

Jan Ludevít Procházka

Ah me, poor maid, what have I done?

that friends, once kind, my glance should shun?

am I to blame, that all around

the merry songsters' lays resound?

I only sought the leafy grove

to hear the sweet birds sing above,

am I to blame, that on my way

I met a darkeyed boy that day?

The darkeyed boy from o'er the sea,

the fairest flow'rs he cull'd for me,

his smile was bright as ray of sun,

ah me, poor maid, what have I done?