La belle dame sans merci

Come walk with her in the moonlight

Come walk with her in the wood

And she will show you pleasures

That no other lover could

She comes to me in the night time

She comes to me at my fright time

La belle dame sans merci

She teases and she squeezes

She does as she pleases

La belle dame sans merci

Her skin as white as milk

The texture of silk

La belle dame sans merci

Apollo in his treason

Would subject her to his reason

La belle dame sans merci

Every verse that I compose

Walks the path of the primrose

La belle dame sans merci

Come walk with her in the moonlight

Come walk with her in the wood

Come walk with her in the moonlight

Come walk with her in the wood

Come walk with her in the moonlight

Come walk with her in the wood

And she will show you pleasures

That no other lover could

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