In Arcady, your life trips a long
Pire and simple as the shepherd´s song
Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady, in Arcady...

Never saw I such a molten green
They employ their holiday with dance and game
And things I may never name
In Arcady...

Said he was your teacher
Taught you so true and so wise
Now you know more than your teacher
I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes In Arcady...

So you see how twisted it becomes
See how quickly twisted it becomes
The cat gut binds my ankles to your bedstead
That ain´t love, no that ain´t love...

Said he was your teacher
Taught you so true and so wise
Now you know more than your teacher
I see nothing but cool self-regard in your eyes

In Arcady, In Arcady...