One wintry night a wondrous sight I met while riding back
Returning from a ceili, with me fiddle in me pack
My horse, he stopped quite suddenly, his ears began to twitch
He bucked and threw me pack and all into a nearby ditch
I tried to rise, but then my eyes alighted on a scene
Of faerie creatures dancing by, cavorting `round their Queen
She`d been out hunting, it was plain, delighted by her prize
And though he was in thrall to her, I knew his gentle eyes
I stood again and shouted when they drew abreast of me,
I challenge you, for you have caught my husband-soon-to-be!
They stopped and she stared down at me, the Queen astride her steed,
I see you have the courage, dear, but skill is what you need!
CHORUS:
Be it carved from out the finest wood
And strung with silver string
Only mortal trust or faerie dust
Can make a fiddle sing!
We each shall play and I will say which fiddle is played best,
And should you win this mortal toy I`ll free, without protest.
They handed her a violin, as black as she was fey
She placed a bow upon the strings and then began to play
[Faerie Queen`s solo]
My spirit low I raised my bow, I knew not where to start
I looked within my lover`s eyes and then within my heart
My head was filled with mortal dreams, of love beneath the moon
Of sun and rain and season`s change, and so began my tune
[Fiddler Girl`s solo]
I raised my head my arms like lead my heart ablaze once more
The Faerie Queen looked down at me, shaken to the core
I`ve played for many centuries, yet, by the stars above,
You`ve taught me skill is not enough. It can`t compare to love.
[CHORUS]