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