You were like song

1. I saw your eyes in gloomy e'en.
Depth of these eyes is dateless sin.
There was a fame, a fame of Lord.
Your thoughts flies like a ford of swords.

R. You're like song which never dies,
You were like land that want enisles.
You were like song and nothing more
I'd like it and I love you more.

2. Sometimes your eyes are drear and droop.
Sometimes your voice is full of drouth.
But when the fire-eyed Fay come
You'll throw down the gyve of dole.

R. You're like song which never dies,
You were like land that want enisles.
You were like song and nothing more
I'd like it and I love you more.

3. Sometimes your thoughts are dear to me.
I'm dreaming and I frighting me
And when I'm comin' into your hall
You faints and feel fenceless, forlorn.

R. You're like song which never dies,
You were like land that want enisles.
You were like song and nothing more
I'd like it and I love you more.