Sad voices, 
They´re calling
Our precious girl, she can´t be gone. 
How bitter this morning, 
When daddy´s darling
Went out and started her day.

Wasn´t there a dream last night
Like a spring never ending, 
Still the [bad word] clear through my mind,
On the field I can see a fiddler,
The fiddler on the green,
And the sad boy.
I took him to early
Would you mind,
Would you mind,
Would you mind,
If I take you?

To be with you
To be with you
To be with you
To be with you

The sun seemed bright,
The air was clear,
The air was clear.
trick of light
Turned red into green,
She saw the light.

Her face was pale,
Her body smashed,
Her beauty´s gone.

"Isn´t it a shame,"
The reaper said.
He is quite alone here
And still waiting for you.
"Oh I really did fail for the first time,"
Spoke the fiddler,
Poor old fiddler,
The fiddler on the green,
The fiddler on the green.
"It would be nice,
"Take my hand!"

"Just hold my hand, 
"I´ll take you there.
"Your pain will go 
"Away!"