文本歌词

Reynardine - Shirley Collins
One evening as I rambled
Among the leaves so green
I overheard a young woman
Converse with Reynardine
Her hair was black her eyes were blue
Her lips as red as wine
And he smiled to gaze upon her
Did that sly old Reynardine
She said 'And if by chance you look for me
Perhaps you'll not me find
For I'll be in my castle
Inquire for Reynardine'
Sun and dark she followed him
His teeth did brightly shine
And he led her up a-the mountains
Did that sly old Reynardine