作词 : Harris
He said "Oh my love. Oh my Antonia You with the dark eyes and palest of skin Tonight I am going from Santa Maria Wait for me till I'm in your arms once again" 
She held me, she kissed me, begged me not to leave her 
To cross on 1he mountain my fortune to win 
But a letter now tells me she died of a fever 
I'll never see her in this world again 
You are my sorrow, you are my splendor 
You are my shelter through storm and through strife 
You are the one 
I will always remember 
All off the days of my life 
I curse the ambition that took me far from her 
For a treasure not ever so fine or so fair 
As the flash of her smile or the touch of her fingers 
The fire in her heart and the smell of her hair 
She left me a note that cried "Do not weep for me Behold you are with me as sure as the stars That rise in the evening to shine down upon me Behold I am with you wherever you are" 
I can still hear him. he calls to me only 
What once was begotten shall come to no end 
But the road is so long and the nights are so lonely 
My soul just to hold him in this world again 
You are my sorrow, you are my splendor 
You are my shelter through storm and through strife 
You are the one 
I will always remember 
All of the days of my life 
Oh my love, 
Oh my Antonia 
You with the dark eyes and palest of skin 
How could 
I know thai night in 
Santa Maria 
I'd never see you in this world again