I can see , thou you cannot
I can see the sun Go slowly down
The breeze of spring The mist that sleeps in the valleys That dwell beyond the shadows Of cold mountains
I see the stars and silver moon I see you too standing near by But you Oh! Alas! You do not see me
For as hard as I might try To make your eyes look into mine You some how look away
And even if this very moment I should fall into the embrace of eternal sleep And my lips where to turn The color of the white rose This I tell you
Even though I see thee, Thou you see me not, My heart will be yours Until the end of time.
I can see the sun Go slowly down
The breeze of spring The mist that sleeps in the valleys That dwell beyond the shadows Of cold mountains
I see the stars and silver moon I see you too standing near by But you Oh! Alas! You do not see me
For as hard as I might try To make your eyes look into mine You some how look away
And even if this very moment I should fall into the embrace of eternal sleep And my lips where to turn The color of the white rose This I tell you
Even though I see thee, Thou you see me not, My heart will be yours Until the end of time.
