In the dark pine-wood I would we lay, In deep cool shadow At noon of day.
How sweet to lie there, Where the great pine-forest Enaisled is. How sweet to lie there, Sweet to kiss, Where the great pine-forest Enaisled is. How sweet to lie there, Where the great pine-forest Enaisled is!
Thy kiss descending Sweeter were With a soft tumult Of thy hair. How sweet to lie there, How sweet to lie there.
O unto the pine-wood At noon of day Come with me now, Sweet love, away. How sweet to lie there, Sweet to kiss, Where the great pine-forest Enaisled is!