OH MY! On the dark side of the mountain we'll find you Climbing, passing by the rocks: oh! The fog, the frogs, the spiders We will miss the path it's five o'clock: soon it will be dark And the noises of the night mixing our fears with the light of little sparks And then I think so I see you by the window. Weaving at strangers, getting lost at the meadow And I close my eyes as we get closer and I can almost smell your long hair, Your beautiful spring hair, you are there, just moving your hand We move slow but decided: so stay there and wait. Please don't go away; I wanna hear the moves of your endless hair I brought for you muffins and tea leaves and mushrooms And nobody came all this way just for you not being there And I close my eyes as we get closer and I can almost smell your long hair, Your beautiful spring hair, you are there, just moving your hand I see a little steam of light and a river between the thick forest It's so near so we move faster, we can't wait to see the gate but we're so tired Suddenly: there it is- and I know we are all smiling There you are at the door, the wind in your hair... oh my! I can't stop smiling And I close my eyes as we get closer and I can almost smell your long hair, Your beautiful spring hair, you are there, just moving your hand.