Merry Maidens is the name of a stone circle in the UK. The legend is that the maidens turned to stone. The Devil's Arrows is another stone circle.
Lyrics
The merry maidens turned to stone
One day without a warning
Now sheep and horses graze alone
This frosty winter morning
The Devil's arrows people say
And others fear the dragon
Enchanted sparrows fly away
Before the miller's wagon
Silver stones are glowing red
Beside a silent hedgerow
Widows tend their flowerbeds
And heather's in the meadow
Pipers played, the maidens sang upon the snowy moor
12 o'clock the church bells rang and the maidens sang no more
Village people keep away, fear the stones are haunting
The fairy children laugh and play dance and sing undaunting
