We're calling. Come hither, we want you to follow.
Down where we dance in the water-green hollow.
We'll sweep you to carelessness, wrap you in dreams and
Your land-chains we'll sever. You'll stay here forever.
Fair dancers, sweet voices, you gleam and you glisten.
Don't call me, don't beckon, I'll turn and not listen.
You'd trap me and drown me and wrap me with bindweed,
Sink deep in green hollows. Don't call me, I'll not heed.
Your dancing's entrancing, my feet must start gliding
Out to the green water where lilies are riding
In your arms entwine me, come take me I'm crying,
My breath leaves my body, I'm sinking, I'm dying.