Caprice (Russian Band) - Faeries Stole Bridget lyrics

Up the airy mountain Down the rushy glen Bridget walks a-chanting Not heeding little men By the craggy hill-side Through the mosses bare They have planted thorn trees For pleasure here and there They come stealing people On cold starry nights Make them sup with Queen And drink forgetfulness Bridget stepped the circle Seven years long When she came down again Her friends were all gone Sa tao fiose Ale-ar, ale-ar, ale-ar Sa fols intolio-o Ale-ar, ale-ar Down along willowy banks Bridget's new home Scarlet berries, crispy pancakes Of yellow tide-foam Some in the reeds Of the black mountain-lake With frogs for their watch-dogs All night awake They took her lightly back Between the night and morrow They thought she was fast asleep But she was dead with sorrow They have kept her ever since Deep within the lake On a bed of flag leaves Waiting till she wake Will she ever wake? No Will she ever wake? No Will she ever wake? No Faeries stole Bridget