| lyric | 1. The curtains of night are pinned back by the stars,
and the beautiful moon sweeps the skies,
and the dewdrops of heaven are kissing the rose,
it is then taht my memory flies.
As if on the wings of some beautiful dove,
in haste with the message it bears,
to bring yoou a kiss of affection
ans say, „I remember you, love, in my prayers.“
2. I have loved you too fondly to ever forget
The love you have spoken for me;
The kiss of atfection still worn on my lips
When you told me how true you would be.
I know not if fortune be fickle or friend
Or if time or your memory wear,
I know that I love you wherever you roam,
And remember you, love, in my prayers. |