Come all of ye fair and silver ladies Who rise with the dawn Dreaming of lovers Sing to the swans The count gave me a jet black saddle to ride upon Showed me the view Showed me the horses And he showed me you And you were young as morning sunlight You lit up another cigarette And silent, silent, clear and silent were your eyes I never will forget And I rode off on the wings of fantasy Wandering through the corridors In an ancient violet evening gown Drunk on champagne Had to see you again Found you in the stable, would you saddle me a thoroughbred And where will you be When the moon's in the trees Oh, come to me please And there I stood a modern Madame Bovary In a party dress And silent, silent, yes, your silent eyes said yes The lady in distress And the night came down on the wings of fantasy Well, I had been over a dozen times or more To the red sand o n Normandy's shore Seen the Abby of Mont. St. Michel Diamonds of Deauville Ah, but I've never kissed you before And you gave your heart to me Yes, I am a fair and silver lady I dance in the snow And follow the stallions Where the north winds blow While I was lamenting over my lost youth You came along Dreaming of lovers And an evening song And, if I am a rose of summer You are a breath of spring A garden of delights And when I feel lonely in days of winter you will ride To the castle light And we will fly on the wings of fantasy On the wings of fantasy Far as the eye can see Off the shores of Normandy On the wings of fantasy