Felix Marc - Sweet dancer текст песни

The girl goes dancing there
On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth
Grass plot of the garden;
Escaped from bitter youth
Escaped out of her crowd
Or out of her black cloud
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer!
If strange men come from the house
To lead her away, do not say
That she is happy being crazy;
Lead them gently astray;
Let her finish her dance
Let her finish her dance
Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer!
(Words are a poem by William Butler Yeats)