With silver bow so true,
And golden arrow, too,
I aim my darts
At people’s hearts.
Look out! I may shoot you!
In earth or worlds above,
Where’er I may rove,
The heart, you see,
Once hit by me,
Will surely fall in love.
With silver bow so true,
And golden arrow, too,
I aim my darts
At people’s hearts.
Look out! I may shoot you!
In earth or worlds above,
Where’er I may rove,
The heart, you see,
Once hit by me,
Will surely fall in love.