When you return they’ll seeMy words are trueI went to the hazelwood yesterdaySeeking hazelnuts for foodBut on every branch and twigWas your pursuing faceI went to bed early last nightTo escape you in sleepBut you kept me awake tillI’d make you a songWhen you return they’ll seeMy words are trueI’d wish we were torn asunderWere we not apartLet your presence replace my image of youAnd how I’d rejoiceYou’ve brought me to foolish babblingTiring friends with praise of youWhen you return they’ll see thatMy words are trueWhen you return they’ll seeMy words are trueThey’ll see mountains dance with ripplesMole and eagle step the reelRed rasp held by kind sea-tangleSport before their eyesMy words are trueWhen you return, etc. to fade out