Song | Arise from Dreams of Thee |
Artist | Die Verbannten Kinder Evas |
Album | In Darkness Let Me Dwell |
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I arise from dreams of thee | |
In the first sweet sweep of night, | |
When the winds are breathing low, | |
And the stars are shining bright. | |
The nightingale's complaint, | |
It dies upon her heart, | |
As I must die on thine, | |
O, beloved as thou art! | |
My cheek is cold and white, alas! | |
My heart beats loud and fast: | |
Oh! press it close to thine again, | |
Where it will break at last |