Paroles de Aine's Ballad

Red, yellow, orange Brown, golden leaves Fall from the trees Fluttering They bring to the mind Of the young man The days when he met her in the woods Through the trees he saw something moving To his delight a fairy appeared Sparkling lovely magical damsel Never had he seen such a thing 'Aine's my name' she introduced herself Like a ray of golden summer sunshine Emerging from colored autumn leaves She’s the soul of the enchanted forest Though his days of youth are so distant now He still tends to the big golden forest The old man walks chasing evil away Wandering through a long way to go