The Painted Veil - À la claire fontaine (At the Clear Fountain)

At the clear fountain,

While I was strolling by,

I found the water so nice

That I went in to bathe.

Chorus

So long I've been loving you,

I will never forget you.

Under an oak tree,

I dried myself.

On the highest branch,

A nightingale was singing.

Chorus

Sing, nightingale, sing,

Your heart is so happy.

Your heart feels like laughing,

Mine feels like weeping.

Chorus

I lost my beloved,

Without deserving it,

For a bunch of roses,

That I denied her.

Chorus

I wanted the rose

To be still on the bush,

And my sweet beloved

To be still loving me.

(other version:

And even the rosebush

To be thrown in the sea.)