Take this kiss upon the brow And in parting from you now Thus much let me avow Yet if hope has flown away In a night or in a day
And all that we see or seem, Is but a dream within a dream
As I stand mid the roar On a surf tormented shore I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand How they creep Through my fingers to the deep
Oh God! Can I not grasp Them with a tighter clasp? O god! Can I not save One from the pitiless wave? Is all, is all that we see or seem But a dream within a dream?
And all that we see or seem, Is but a dream within a dream
As I stand mid the roar On a surf tormented shore I hold within my hand Grains of the golden sand How they creep Through my fingers to the deepTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
