Post by jez on Oct 18, 2008 15:30:10 GMT -1
Love and Longing
(ttto ‘Sally Gardens’)
I’ve a tale of love and longing,
I’ve a tale of death and light,
Of parting and of sorrow,
Of the hopes and fears of night.
For once I loved a brave man,
And we were to be wed,
But now I walk without him
For my lover, he is dead.
For many a year we travelled
And many a day we shared
Til in the grove we gathered
And our love we both declared.
We stood beneath the beech trees
And swore a year to love
Our hair bedecked with roses
Our hands upon a glove.
We planned our life together
Chose our dreams in lovers’ play.
There was never reason to hurry
And our summer passed away.
But winter came upon us
And the news made my heart stone
My love was found by the roadside.
My love was dead and gone.
Nine nights I walked to find him,
Beneath dragon-laden skies.
Nine nights I walked in darkness
Through valleys sheer and wide.
The road was clear well-travelled
Yet no-one passed me by,
Though a wind was at my back, and
Dark shapes walked at my side.
And when at length I faltered,
And the road grew hard to find,
My eyes were clothed in darkness
And my senses they were blind.
But I knew that there before me
Were walls both wide and tall,
And a gate too high for climbing
And beyond it Hella’s hall.
“My love, my love, where are you?”
I cried from the eightfold way.
“Come home to me, my darling,
Or here will I surely stay.”
But there was never answer
From beyond those golden walls.
Just an echo in the darkness
Of the laughter in the halls.
Then gently was I carried
And it seemed I fell asleep
And I heard sweet minstrels playing,
And a voice saying, “Never weep.”
Around me all was brightness
So bright my eyes were blind
But my hands were held by another
By the one I had come to find.
--- (Instrumental verse if possible) ---
I’ve a tale of love and longing,
I’ve a tale of death and light,
Of parting and of sorrow,
Of the hopes and fears of night.
But I am loved by a brave man,
And one day we’ll be wed,
For still he walks beside me
Though my lover, he is dead.
© Jezreell 2005
(ttto ‘Sally Gardens’)
I’ve a tale of love and longing,
I’ve a tale of death and light,
Of parting and of sorrow,
Of the hopes and fears of night.
For once I loved a brave man,
And we were to be wed,
But now I walk without him
For my lover, he is dead.
For many a year we travelled
And many a day we shared
Til in the grove we gathered
And our love we both declared.
We stood beneath the beech trees
And swore a year to love
Our hair bedecked with roses
Our hands upon a glove.
We planned our life together
Chose our dreams in lovers’ play.
There was never reason to hurry
And our summer passed away.
But winter came upon us
And the news made my heart stone
My love was found by the roadside.
My love was dead and gone.
Nine nights I walked to find him,
Beneath dragon-laden skies.
Nine nights I walked in darkness
Through valleys sheer and wide.
The road was clear well-travelled
Yet no-one passed me by,
Though a wind was at my back, and
Dark shapes walked at my side.
And when at length I faltered,
And the road grew hard to find,
My eyes were clothed in darkness
And my senses they were blind.
But I knew that there before me
Were walls both wide and tall,
And a gate too high for climbing
And beyond it Hella’s hall.
“My love, my love, where are you?”
I cried from the eightfold way.
“Come home to me, my darling,
Or here will I surely stay.”
But there was never answer
From beyond those golden walls.
Just an echo in the darkness
Of the laughter in the halls.
Then gently was I carried
And it seemed I fell asleep
And I heard sweet minstrels playing,
And a voice saying, “Never weep.”
Around me all was brightness
So bright my eyes were blind
But my hands were held by another
By the one I had come to find.
--- (Instrumental verse if possible) ---
I’ve a tale of love and longing,
I’ve a tale of death and light,
Of parting and of sorrow,
Of the hopes and fears of night.
But I am loved by a brave man,
And one day we’ll be wed,
For still he walks beside me
Though my lover, he is dead.
© Jezreell 2005
