EXILE
I awake from dreams of thee,From the unquiet realms of sleep;I awake from Felicity,I awake to thoughts that keepTheir bitterness hid and deep.I awake from dreams of loveEcstatic, so pure, so sweet;I awake—’tis only to proveThat the midday sun shall beatOn my lonely lips and feet.
I awake from dreams of thee,From the unquiet realms of sleep;I awake from Felicity,I awake to thoughts that keepTheir bitterness hid and deep.I awake from dreams of loveEcstatic, so pure, so sweet;I awake—’tis only to proveThat the midday sun shall beatOn my lonely lips and feet.
I awake from dreams of thee,From the unquiet realms of sleep;I awake from Felicity,I awake to thoughts that keepTheir bitterness hid and deep.
I awake from dreams of thee,
From the unquiet realms of sleep;
I awake from Felicity,
I awake to thoughts that keep
Their bitterness hid and deep.
I awake from dreams of loveEcstatic, so pure, so sweet;I awake—’tis only to proveThat the midday sun shall beatOn my lonely lips and feet.
I awake from dreams of love
Ecstatic, so pure, so sweet;
I awake—’tis only to prove
That the midday sun shall beat
On my lonely lips and feet.