Oh, in the mist of night
with the moon shining bright
and every living creature
has drifted into the land of midnight rest
and live once more
in their visions and dreams.
Oh, I once again embrace you
in my land of fairies and midnight queens
and I dance with you again in my arms
and oh how heaven's rest fills my heart.
Oh, then I am filled
with a love that once
I never imagined could ever flow
through the veins of any living man.
Oh, how you seem
like a thing not of this earth
but only a vision within a vision
that floats among the green fields and forest of heaven
and never wishes to come to earth
to know any mortal man.
Oh, this dream
I know not how my heart
can ever hold
for I feel that if mine
you will not be
my blood will grow
black and cold
and there will be a kiss of death
upon my soul
and I shall die
and all the hope
in heaven and earth
shall die with me
and all creation will be
like some barren burning land.
Oh, how the joy in my soul
sings like music
to bless this sad and forlorn
man that ever despaired to see love again.
Oh, and in all my dreams
I can see your face haunting before me
and I am filled with a longing
that no one but you
can fill within my heart.
And oh how I know
that all the fibers in my soul
shall ever sing
a song of such pleasure
and a song of such woe
for all of time
that has not yet been born.