Songtexte Belle Isle - Remastered - Bob Dylan

One evening for pleasure, I rambled to view
The fair fields all alone
Down by the banks of Loch Eiron
Where beauty and pleasure were known

I spied a fair maid at her labour
Which caused me to stay for a while
And I thought of her goddess of beauty
The bloomin' bright star of Bright Isle

I humbled myself to her beauty
Fair maiden, where do you belong?
Are you from heaven descended
Abiding is in Cupid's fair throne?

Young man, I will tell you a secret
It's true I'm a maid that is poor
And to part from my vows and my promise
Is more than my heart can endure

Therefore I remain at my service
And go through all my hardship and toil
And wait for the lad that has left me
All alone on the banks of Belle Isle

Young maiden, I wish not to banter
'Tis true I come here in disguise
I came here to fulfil our last promise
And hoped to give you a surprise

I've known you're a maid I love dearly
And you've been in my heart all the while
For me there is no other damsel
Than my bloomin' bright star of Belle Isle