I hear the happy fiddler´s
music on the breeze,
Please fiddle me fandangos
of a filigreed frieze,
Strum your viola &
viol of fine medieval strings,
Wending joyful songs
where my old heart sings,
Pray, caress your violin
with your fingertip´s tears,
So that I may dance
down the lost corridors of years,
Please pluck your banjo
with sweet promises of love,
So that I may fly away
upon the wings of the dove,
Oh my happy little
fiddler with your fiddle-dee-dee,
I ask you please, fiddle
me happy & fiddle me free.
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