What did they know about me, so strangely they looked at me
When they did not take me, my suitors would not touch me
What did they know about me, so strangely they looked at me
When they did not harvest in the summer what they desired in the winter
What did they know about me, how strangely they touched me
When this maiden wasn't lifted over the plowman's threshold
What did they know about me, why did they see me so strangely
When they didn't bring me into the moonlight, the star they had wanted
Dark they called me, maligned me as an evildoer
Dark they called me, with darker words still
Go back to the underground, sail your boat to strange waters
Go back to the underground, and the darkness shall become light
What did they know about me, what strange things had they heard
When no one took me into their arms, when nobody wanted to kiss
What did they know about me, the village rumblings will likely tell
The harsh wind blows, contriving cruel stories
Dark they called me, maligned me as an evildoer
Dark they called me, with darker words still
Go back to the underground, sail your boat to strange waters
Go back to the underground, and the darkness shall become light
The changeling maiden, from her earth and soil
The changeling maiden may kiss her bridegroom
The changeling maiden, from her earth and soil
The changeling maiden may kiss her bridegroom