I Followed Her into the West - Allan Taylor, Beo Brockhausen, Lutz Moeller

I followed her into the west

Where I had never been before

And never did she see me as

I stood there helpless by the door

Each day my resolution rose

And every day an oath I swore:

Tonight I’d stand and be a man;

Tonight I’d knock upon her door

And shaved and pressed and cleaned and dressed

I’d start upon the quest once more

But each night ended as the rest:

I could not knock upon her door

I paced my room and cursed myself;

I swore that I would go no more

When, as the sun was sinking low

I heard a knocking at my door

And standing there with food for me;

Standing there, my heart’s delight!

Who said, «I thought you must be ill

I missed you at my door tonight

«Now you must rest and you must sleep

Your resolution to restore

And when these dishes you return

Be sure to knock upon my door.»