Re: Looking for Lyrics in too many places.


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Posted by How bout these? on October 03, 2002 at 18:45:30:

In Reply to: Looking for Lyrics in too many places. posted by Alan Herold on October 03, 2002 at 16:04:55:

Overhead the moon is beaming
White as blossoms on the bough
Nothing is heard but the song of a bird
Filling all the air with dreaming
Could my heart but still its beating
Only you can tell it how, beloved
From your window give me greeting
Hear my eternal love

Soft in the trees sighs the echo of my longing
While all around me my dreams of rapture throng
My soul, my joy, my hope, my fear
Your heart must tell you that I am near
Lean from above while I pour out my love
For you know to my life you are love
Oh hear my longing cry,
Oh love me or I die

Overhead the moon is beaming
White as blossoms on the bough
Nothing is heard but the song of a bird
Filling all the air with dreaming
Could my heart but still its beating
Only you can tell it how, beloved
From your window give me greeting
I swear my eternal love




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