Tell me how many how many pence*
Blacksmith, to shoe my horse
It's five pounds* for you, my prince
Only five pounds and a penny
I hear singing
I hear singing
The damned girl
I hear singing
To the waxing moon
I hear the bird signing
My beautiful, my so beautiful
Leading into the night
At the first iron that you will put
My good father, he'll call you
At the first nail that you will place
He'll call you, my father
I hear singing
I hear singing
The damned girl
I hear singing
To the waxing moon
I hear the bird signing
My beautiful, my so beautiful
Leading into the night
Who is this devil who calls me 'father'
Tell me who was on the field
It's the girl, your dear daughter Jeanne
Your dead and buried daughter
I hear singing
I hear singing
The damned girl
I hear singing
To the waxing moon
I hear the bird signing
My beautiful, my so beautiful
Leading into the night
Tell me, my daughter, who has damned you
Over there on the moor and the wheat
This is the man along the sea
Every day he came to find me
I hear singing
I hear singing
The damned girl
I hear singing
To the waxing moon
I hear the bird signing
My beautiful, my so beautiful
Leading into the night
Take my body, my ring, and my dress
Under the moon you must burn them
Into the mist you will throw my ashes
Into the wind, into the wind you will throw them
I hear singing
I hear singing
The damned girl
I hear singing
To the waxing moon
I hear the bird signing
My beautiful, my so beautiful
Leading into the night