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.