Sad voices, They´re calling Our precious girl, she can´t be gone. How bitter this morning, When daddy´s darling Went out and started her day.
Wasn´t there a dream last night Like a spring never ending, Still the water runs clear through my mind, On the field I can see a fiddler, The fiddler on the green, And the sad boy. I took him to early Would you mind, Would you mind, Would you mind, If I take you?
To be with you To be with you To be with you To be with you
The sun seemed bright, The air was clear, The air was clear. A trick of light Turned red into green, She saw the light.
Her face was pale, Her body smashed, Her beauty´s gone.
"Isn´t it a shame," The reaper said. He is quite alone here And still waiting for you. "Oh I really did fail for the first time," Spoke the fiddler, Poor old fiddler, The fiddler on the green, The fiddler on the green. "It would be nice, "Take my hand!"
"Just hold my hand, "I´ll take you there. "Your pain will go "Away!"