The woman converted

In the radiance of the sunset glow

I walked quietly along the forest,

Damon sat and played his flute

So that it rang from the rocky cliffs,

So la la!...

And he drew me down to him,

Kissed me so beautifully, so sweetly,

And I said: play again!

And the good lad played,

So la la!...

My peace is now lost,

My joy has flown away,

And in my ears I hear

Always only the old sound,

So la la, le ralla!...