Don’t You Fly, Nightingale

Don’t you fly, nightingale,

Around my room.

Don’t you perch, nightingale,

On the broom shrub, for I love it no more.

Don’t you perch, nightingale,

On the broom shrub I no longer love

The nightingale didn’t make a nest in it.

On the broom shrub, for I love it no more,

The nightingale didn’t make a nest in it.

A lad fell in love with a girl.

The nightingale didn’t make a nest in it.

A lad fell in love with a girl,

And gave her a ring.

A lad fell in love with a girl,

And gave her a ring.

Gave her his heart and a ring,

A golden signet.

Gave her his heart and a ring,

A golden signet.

He lives far away from his beloved.

Gave her a golden signet.

He lives far away from his beloved,

On the other side.

On the other side,

Across the river,

From the home of his beloved.

On the other side,

Across the river,

In another village.

Across the river,

From the home of his beloved,

Beautiful maidens

Are all such a sight for sore eyes.

Beautiful maidens

Went out for a walk.

One is prettier than the rest,

The ribbon in her braid is the widest.