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Oh,
Tender Love
[ Franz Liszt, "Liebestraume,
No. 3" ]
Oh, tender love, so
beautiful and precious,
conceal not this noble
song.
Oh, gayful love, so
wonderful and strong,
reveal where our hearts
belong.
We dream of gay
freedom,
that someday it might come.
Arise! Awaken!
Do not weep in your
sleep;
how many times must I
firmly embrace you:
you're fine ... generous
lover mine.
Oh, tender love, so
bountiful and gracious,
with nobody else could
I ever belong.
Oh, gayful love, so
purposeful and strong,
affectionately sing our
song.
We yearn for gay
freedom,
oh yes, and someday it
shall come.
Arise!
Awaken from your
slumber!
There's nothing to fear
if you shed a tear;
so cry all night ... it's
alright.
Gay tears, copious in
number!
No one can ever be
found who is any humbler.
I want you to know that
I'm right here,
to wipe away your fear,
your each
and ev'ry tear.
Oh, tender love, so
beautiful and precious,
to ourselves we do
belong.
Oh, gayful love, so
wonderful and strong:
... our song ...
prolong ...
and always carry on.
I have kissed your face
clear
of each and ev'ry tear.
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