Rantum Tantum

Who'll play at Rantum Tantum

Over the fields in May?

Oh, maidens fair, 'od grant 'em

Rantum Tantum play!

The dawning fields are rimy,

White in the sunrise way,

But oh! the fields smell thymy

Later in the day.

And oh! may the fields be pearly

With dawn and virgin dew,

And may my love come early

And may my love be true...

Oh, the fields are green in daytime

And the trees are white in May,

And Rantum Tantum

Maytime's the time for lovers' play.