True my love, but cold the wind 
That howls against the cabin door 
Sweet the night, but cruel the day 
That comes to take my love away 

The fire-light now flickering down 
Across the room, the sickle moon 
Casting slim and faint reprieve 
Upon my love, still fast asleep 

Darkness, darkness bind him to me 
Hide him in your velvet cloak 
Come the dawn he’ll rise and go 
A-marching to Fenario 

Brave my love, but false the King 
False his wars, and false his dawn 
Damn the sun, the King’s cold eye 

Darkness, darkness bind him to me 
Hide him in your velvet cloak 
Come the dawn he’ll rise and go 
A-marching to Fenario 

Stay,  O sweet, and do not rise 
The light that shines comes from thine eyes 
The day breaks not, it is my heart 
Because that you and I must part 

Darkness, darkness bind him to me 
Hide him in your velvet cloak 
Come the dawn he’ll rise and go 
A-marching to Fenario