There's Magic in that Little Song
A. Ablamowicz
There's magic in that little song
Its simple liquid melody
Can chase the gloom of care away,
And grief's phantoms fly;
When throbbing pain around my couch,
Makes sleepless watch the drear night long;
My brain will cool and calm, if thou
But sing that little song.
When for tune hides her fickle face,
And sunshine friends turn cold away—
first love's vow was broke
Like foam on ocean's spray.
When youth's bright hopes,.....by fell des-pair,
Are crush'd as by a giant strong—
I will not rue my lot, if thou
But sing that little song.
There's magic in that little song,
It soothes each stor... my passion down;
The hopes that blest in my youth,
Again my day-dreams crown
Sweet visions of departed joys,
Fantastic on my mem'ry throng
I am a child again, and thou
Dost sing. sing that little song.