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When rainy nights are soft with tears,
And Autumn leaves are falling,
I hear his voice on tumbling waves
And no one there to hold me.
Riding on the wind I see
At evening's fall he watched me walk.
His heart was mine.
But my love was young, and felt
The world was not cruel, but kind.
You know me, you know me like the nightingale
Where Lagan's light fell on the hour,
I saw him far below me--
Just as the morning calmed the storm--
With no one there to hold him.
Oh fair maiden, I see you standing there
Will you hold me for just a fair time
The tune is playing in the fair night
My loves have come, my loves have gone,
And nothing's left to warn me,
Save for a voice on the travelling wind,
And the glimpse of a face at morning.
I see you in my dreams
Fair boy your eyes haunt me...
Ein wunderschönes Lied..
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