In the woods

Václav Jan Křtitel Tomášek

In the woods at eve I wandered,

Through the sunset's crimson light,

In the woods, in the woods at eve,

There sat Damon playing softly

On the flute for my delight;

So, la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la!

Ah he swore he loved me truly,

Begged me would I love him, too,

And bewitched me with his music,

As it thrilled the forest through;

So la la la la la la la la la la la ia la la la la la la!

Now my heart n'er ceases longing

For a lover proven false, proven false, proven false,

And that cruel, haunting music,

Still my restless soul enthralls.

So, la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la!