The Erlking, in the woods, whispered sweet things in my ear
But my eyes were tights closed, when I woke there he rose
Alongside now, touch my hand, cloak of silver, crown of man
With his daughters, readily, well could it really be the trees
It's just a breath of wind, why does it seize me so
He says he is my friend but I have grown quite cold
Quite cold
Quite cold
The Erlking, by the horse, told me what I would need
I asked him where to go, he taught me what to know
It's just a breath of wind, why does it seize me so
He says he is my friend but I have grown quite cold
Quite cold
Quite cold
I don't know what I am doing here
I don't know what I am doing here
But I know why I'd like to go
I don't know what I am doing here
I don't know what I am doing here
But I know why I'd
The Erlking, no where now, told me where I would lay
And he knows what to say before the final gateway
It's just a breath of wind, why does it seize me so
He says he is my friend but I have grown quite cold
It's just a breath of wind, why does it seize me so
He says he is my friend but I have grown quite cold
Quite cold
Quite cold