Under the willow tree
Two doves cry, two doves cry
Under the willow tree
Two doves cry
Where shall we sleep, my love?
Whither shall I fly?
Where shall we sleep, my love?
Whither shall we fly?
The wood has swallowed the moon
The fog has swallowed the shore
The green toad has swallowed
The key to my door
Charming, charming! I wish I could compete with you, doctor
Nonsense, young man. Give me your hand, and I’ll show you the steps.
Right foot first. Back, then left. Forward, slide. One, two, three.
Reverse, two, three. One, two, three. One, two, three. Left foot. Right foot
Under the willow tree
Two doves cry, two doves cry
Under the willow tree
Two doves cry
Where shall we sleep, my love?
Whither shall I fly?
Where shall we sleep, my love?
Whither shall we fly?
The wood has swallowed the moon
The fog has swallowed the shore
The green toad has swallowed
The key to my door