Moonbeam meshes tangle lie
On the grass tops, in the hollow,
Round and round the wood nymphs fly,
Chasing hard the satyrs follow.
"Catch us, catch us, if you can,"
Laugh the wood nymphs in the hollow.
Shout the satyrs, "Follow! follow!"
"Catch us!" - "Follow!" - "if you can."
All about the bright moon weaves
Mingled shadows softly falling.
In and out among the leaves
Dance the wood nyphs in the hollow.
Shout the satyrs, "Follow! follow!"
"Catch us!" - "Follow!" - "if you can."
Lower, lower drops the moon,
Oh, the witching summer weather!
Hark, the midnight hour! too soon
Moonlight, fairies fly together.
Shout the satyrs, "Follow! follow!"
"Catch us!" - "Follow!" - "if you can."