N: Nymph from the forest seduces him Beckons and calls into the wilderness And her voice is as beautiful as the daylight But her soul is as dark as the night
N: Come to me, to the peace and quiet My dear stranger, I know you're tired Plunge to the cool of the grass and the leaves Where pleasure delights and lives.
F: Her golden hair shining from the crown of a tree Blue eyes want to hypnotize me Won't hear you, treacherous nymph I am going away, can you see?
F: I can await only troubles from you! N: You can be near with the something new. F: Don't need your kindness! It is all fake. N: Come to me for my sake!