One evening as I rambled
Among the springtime
I overheard a young woman

Converse with Reynardine

Her hair was black and her eyes were blue

Her lips as red as wine
And he smiled to gaze upon her
Did that sly, bold Reynardine


He said, "if by chance you should look for me
Perhaps you'll not me find

For I'll be in my castle
Inquire for Reynardine


Sun and dark she followed him
His eyes did brightly shine
And he led her over the mountain

Did that sly, bold Reynardine