Across the shimmering meadows
Ah, when he came to me!
In the springtime
In the nighttime
In the starlight
Beneath the hawthorn tree
Up from the misty marshland
Ah, when he climbed to me!
To my white bower
To my sweet rest
To my warm breast
Beneath the hawthorn tree
Ask of me what the birds sang
High in the hawthorn tree;
What the breeze tells
What the rose smells
What the stars shine
Not what he said to me!