Songs We Like to Sing


Published 1912
Bedouin Love Song
            Ciro Pinsuti


From the desert I come to thee
On my Arab shod with fire.
And the winds are left behind
In the speed of my desire.
Under thy window I stand
And the midnight hears my cry
I love thee! I love but thee!
With a love that shall not die!
With a love that shall not die!

Chorus: Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars are old,
And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!
Till the sun grows cold,
And the stars are old,
And the leaves of the Judgment Book unfold!

From thy window look and see
My passion and my pain!
I lie on the sand below
And I faint in they disdain.
Let the night winds touch they brow
With the breath of my burning sigh,
And melt thee to hear the vow
Of a love that shall not die!
Of a love that shall not die!

Chrorus








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