Edward MacDowell — In the Woods

In the woods at eve I wandered Through the sunset's crimson light In the woods, in the woods at eve There sat Damon playing softly On the flute for my delight; So, la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la! Ah he swore he loved me truly Begged me would I love him, too And bewitched me with his music As it thrilled the forest through; So la la la la la la la la la la la ia la la la la la la! Now my heart n'er ceases longing For a lover proven false, proven false, proven false And that cruel, haunting music Still my restless soul enthralls So, la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la la!