Where dips the rocky highland
of Sleuth Wood in the lake,
there lies a leafy island
where flapping herons wake.
The drowsy water rats,
there we've hid our fairy mats
full of berries and
of reddest stolen cherries.
Come away, O human child,
to the waters and the wild
with a fairy hand in hand
for the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.
Where the wandering water
gushes from the hills above glen-Car,
in the pools among the rushes
that scarce could bathe a star,
we seek for slumbering trout
and whispering in their ears,
give them unquiet dreams
from ferns than drop their tears.
Come away, O human child
To the waters and the wild
With a fairy, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand
Away with us he's going
The solemn eyed
He'll no more hear the lowing
Of the cows on the warm hillside
For he comes, the human child
To the waters and the wild
With a fairy, hand in hand
For the world's more full of weeping than he can understand

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