Thro the night, the balmy night, my song shall float to thee; In the silence, in the moonlight, come, belovd, to me! Waving branches softly murmur Neath the starlit sky, neath the starlit sky; Neer fear that aught can harm thee. Love alone is nigh, love alone is nigh! Hark! the nightingales are calling, calling now to thee; Let their plaintive song enthralling Plead again for me. Lovers joy and lovers sadness, These they know full well; These they know full well. Let their sllvry notes, beloved, All my passions tell; all my passions tell. Let the voice of Love implore thee. Ere the night be past. Come to me who must adore thee, Yield me joy at last, yield me joy at last! Ah! Joy at last! Ständchen Serenade - Schubert/Liszt
Posted on: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 22:29:46 +0000