Maiden of the Forest

In the Misty Summer night
 On the Brightness of It's Breeze
 I Saw a Maiden Fair, White
 Heard Song Among Her Weeps
 Was Not From Tribe of Mine
 Couldn't Understand Her Words
 Her Eyes, Like Flames They Shined
 The Curse Was Cast on Me
 The Song Was Full of Longing
 From Her Love She Was Apart
 My Tears Started Falling
 Understood Her with My Heart
 In the Verses of Her Longing
 The Spells Were Cast on Me
 On the Marshlands I Was Drowning
 By the Singing of a Tree
 Wanted to Dry Her Tears
 To Sing Her Smile Alive
 But a Bear
 Would She Not Fear
 The Rougher Side of Mine
 This Maiden 'neath the Trees
 With Widows Pain That Sears
 And a Bear
 She Did Not Fear
 As She Saw Me Drowning There
 And If on Misty Summer Night
 You'll Hear Her Sing and Moarn
 It's Maiden of the Forest
 Who's Thirsty for Your Soul
 By the Branches of Enchanted
 The Spell Will Cast on you
 Under Bog You Shall Be Drowning
 By the Singing of a Tree