BARE feet, bare feet, Lovers of the dew; Pleased by the wet moss greatly, Pleased by the shell-strewn shore, Pleased by the lawn grass too Yet More by a golden floor. Bare feet, bare feet, Every day bless you! Walk near the fountains stately, Walk in the pebbled stream, Walk 'neath the calm waves blue And Dream there a mermaid's dream. Oh, fare sweet, my bare feet Like lovers two and two! Lead me for ever where there Of shoes is known no need: For I have ne'er met care there Where I with you might speed; Lead me because I love you, Love you, my sweet bare feet, Then still I'll sing above you And you shall still fare sweet. |