Victoria De Los Angeles — The Indian Queen Z630: Let us wander (arr. Moffat) lyrics

Lyrics

Let us wander not unseen,
by the elms on hillocks green,
while the ploughman near at hand
whistles o’er the furrow’d land.
And the milk maid singeth blithe
and the mower whets his scythe.
Let us wander not unseen,
by the elms on hillocks green,
while the ploughman near at hand
whistles o’er the furrow’d land.
And the shepherd tells his tale,
beneath the hawthorn in the dale.
Let us wander not unseen,
by the elms on hillocks green,
while the ploughman near at hand
whistles o’er the furrow’d land.