Boy is in his bed Lying, not sleeping Listening to the stories of the old: "They make your blood boil He who goes into the forest after nightfall Will not live to see the morning sun"
One girl is on his mind Before his eyes in dreams Always in the white, Daisies in her hair Never leaving him
They will take your body They will take your soul Make you dance Make you dance all night long...
He saw her one day On his way home She was dancing, not walking Turned into the woods Not wanting to loose her
"He entered the forest as the sun was setting down Without a fear, but with love, Enchanted with her eyes His heart is still, His soul peaceful, Body covered in daisies..."
"They will take your body They will take your soul Make you dance Make you dance all night long... Small price for a dance with the fairies..."