This is a tale from so long ago

Forgotten by all but the wind

I'll be good to you she recalls

He stayed awhile but come one dawn

Nowhere was he found

Still each everyday she only waits;

Her love grows like a flame

The nightingales sang wo wo

Dear she is such a fool

He's left for good for a lovely youth

But this she never knew wo wo

And with the years she'd withered and faded

But his shadow'd never crest the hill

“i'll be good to you” he said

She never spoke but sometimes

She'd look to the distance for hours

Then she'd go home but by now

Her love is a sea of fire

The nightingales sang wo wo wo

Love eternal love

Only she knows but truer than the sun

Love eternal love