Her voice - Ketil Bjørnstad

the wild bee reels from bough to bough

with his furry coat and his gauzy wing

now in a lily-cup and now

setting a jacinth bell a-swing

in his wandering

in his wandering

sit closer love it was here i trow

i made that vow

sit closer love it was here i trow

i made that vow

i swor that two lives should be like one

as long as the sea-gull loved the sea

as long as the sunflower sought the sun

it shall be i said for eternity

twixt you and me

twixt you and me

dear friend those times are over and done

love’s web is spun

my friend those times are over and done

love’s web is spun

look upward where the white gull screams

what does it see that we do not see?

is that a star?

or the lamp that gleams

on some outward voyaging argosy

oh!

can it be

oh!

can it be

we have lived our lives in a land of dreams

how sad it seems

we have lived our lives in a land of dreams

how sad it seems

and there is nothing left to do

but to kiss again, once again and part

no there is nothing we should rue

i have my beauty — you your art

no do not start

no do not start

one world was not enough for two

like me and you

one world was not enough for two

like me and you