The Wild Swans on the Lake Foy Vance

Atop the leaves
'Neath an autumn moon
Though soon the morn shall break
For now, the air is calm and cool
And the wild swan’s on the lake

Oh, the wild swan’s on the lake, my love
The wild swan’s on the lake
For now, the air is calm and cool
And the wild swan’s on the lake

An arch of willow o’er our skin bared
And candles hanging from the silver birch
With a crown of daisies on your scented hair
For a bride, thee I shall take

For a bride, thee I shall take, my love
A bride, thee I shall take
With a crown of daisies on your scented hair
For a bride, thee I shall take

And we’ll wake the morn
And greet the dawn
With hearts entwined and free
And when the sun's begun to dance upon you
Filtering through the leaves