
Date of issue: 09.07.1961
Song language: English
Lorena |
The years creep slowly by, lorena |
The snow is on the grass again |
The sun’s low down the sky, lorena |
The frost gleams where the flowers have been |
But my heart beats on as warmly now |
As when the summer days were nigh |
The sun can never dip so low |
Or down affections cloudless sky |
A hundred months have passed, lorena |
Since last I held that hand in mine |
And felt the pulse beat fast, lorena |
Though mine beat faster far than thine |
A hundred months, 'twas flowery may |
When up the hilly slope we climbed |
To watch the dying of the day |
And hear the distant church bells chime |
We loved each other then, lorena |
More than we ever dared to tell |
And what we might have been, lorena |
Had but our lovings prospered well |
But then, 'tis past, the years are gone |
I’ll not call up their shadowy forms |
I’ll say to them, «lost years, sleep on! |
Sleep on! |
nor heed life’s pelting storms |
The story of that past, lorena |
Alas! |
I care not to repeat |
The hopes that could not last, lorena |
They lived, but only lived to cheat |
I would not cause e’en one regret |
To rankle in your bosom now |
For «if we try, we may forget |
Were words of thine long years ago |
Yes, these were words of thine, lorena |
They burn within my memory yet |
They touched some tender chords, lorena |
Which thrill and tremble with regret |
'twas not thy woman’s heart that spoke |
Thy heart was always true to me |
A duty, stern and pressing, broke |
The tie which linked my soul with thee |
It matters little now, lorena |
The past is in the eternal past |
Our heads will soon lie low, lorena |
Life’s tide is ebbing out so fast |
There is a future! |
o, thank god! |
Of life this is so small a part! |
It is dust to dust beneath the sod |
But there, up there, it is heart to heart |
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