And This Is My Beloved
Александр Бородин (Alexander Borodin)
Dawn's promising skies
Petals on a pool drifting
Imagine these in one pair of eyes
And this is my beloved
Strange spice from the south
Honey through the comb sifting
Imagine these in one eager mouth
And this is my beloved
And when he speaks and when he talks to me
Music! Mystery!
And when he moves and when he walks with me
Paradise comes suddenly near
All that can stir
All that can stun
All that's for the heart's lifting
Imagine these in one perfect one
And this is my beloved
And this is my beloved
Imagine these in one perfect one
And this is my beloved
And this is my beloved