O listen to the sounding seaThat beats on the remorseless shore,O listen! for that sound will beWhen our wild hearts shall beat no more.
O listen to the sounding sea That beats on the remorseless shore, O listen! for that sound will be When our wild hearts shall beat no more.
A bird sang sweet and strongIn the top of the highest tree,He said, "I pour out my heart in songFor the summer that soon shall be."But deep in the shady wood,Another bird sang, "I pourMy heart on the solemn solitudeFor the springs that return no more.
A bird sang sweet and strong In the top of the highest tree, He said, "I pour out my heart in song For the summer that soon shall be." But deep in the shady wood, Another bird sang, "I pour My heart on the solemn solitude For the springs that return no more.