Оригинален текст
Can ye dance with silver moonsteps
On the love couch of the sand ?
I will sing and play a fairy reel
Upon a swany lute
A tale of silver sandals
And an elf who loved to fish
For the twinkles in the evening waves
With an oaken dish
As ye skip and spin and reel
Can ye loose thy velvet band
And send thy mane atossing
To the kissing of the moon
And as ye bid me enter
Thine eyes will open love
To the allnesss of the smallness
And the starry sky above