Yours alone

M. Brahe

Yours alone are the shadows fair on the sunny hill,

Yours alone are the nightingale songs when the world is still,

Yours the dream of the day and the night,

If you will, if you will.

Yours alone is the woodland call of the twilight dove,

Yours alone is the light of the moon in the skies above,

Yours alone are my heart and my soul,

Oh, my love, oh, my love.