Lyrics

Said the Broth of a Boy to a Slip of a Girl You are the Flowers, the Forest And the Birds that sing But how can I ask you to marry me? When I have no Gold for a Wedding Ring? And she said: Though you say all God's gifts are in me I cannot give myself to you Your words of love bring me no comfort Said the Slip of a Girl to the Broth of a Boy And she turned he head away And made no sound As the Stars shone down All the Stars shone down On the Slip of a Girl And the Broth of a Boy… Said the Broth of a Boy to a Slip of a Girl You are the Flowers, the Forest And the Birds that sing I will sail the Seven seas and seek my Fortunе When I return I'll give you Evеrything And she said: "Though you say all God's gifts are in me I cannot give myself to you Your words of love bring me no comfort" Said the Slip of a Girl to the Broth of a Boy Once more she turned away And made no sound As the Stars shone down All the Stars shone down On the Slip of a Girl And the Broth of a Boy… Said the Broth of a Boy to a Slip of a Girl Though you say you cannot be my wife You are still the Flowers, the Forest And the Birds that sing I will love no other for the rest of my life And she said: "Though you say all God's gifts are in me Now I can give myself to you Love has no need for Gold nor Silver" Said the Slip of a Girl to the Broth of a Boy And as he took her hand All the Stars shone down All the Stars shone down All the Stars shone down On the Slip of a Girl And the Broth of a Boy On the Slip of a Girl And the Broth of a Boy…