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Leonore.
Leonore, Leonore, come back to me,
My heart is shivering in death for thee,
Wind, bear my anguish far over the sea,
And bring, O bring back my life to me!
My heart is shivering in death for thee,
Wind, bear my anguish far over the sea,
And bring, O bring back my life to me!
Funeral night hangs over the sea,
Low moans the wave her secret to me,
But she laughs because she is happier, free
To lose her strength in the boundless sea.
Low moans the wave her secret to me,
But she laughs because she is happier, free
To lose her strength in the boundless sea.
But funeral night has darkened my soul,
No moon-light of love may shine for me,
Earth is all dead, and no flowers breathe,
To lighten my heart in its grief for thee.
No moon-light of love may shine for me,
Earth is all dead, and no flowers breathe,
To lighten my heart in its grief for thee.
Outward we steer to that ocean unseen,
From the stormy coast to the open sea;
Hush! hush! the last billow has lifted life's bark,
And we strike on the shores of eternity.
From the stormy coast to the open sea;
Hush! hush! the last billow has lifted life's bark,
And we strike on the shores of eternity.
