Irish love song

M. Lang

O the time is long, Mavourneen,

Till I come again, O Mavourneen;

An' the months are slow to pass, Mavourneen,

Till I hold thee in my arms, O Mavourneen!

Shall I see thing eyes, Mavourneen,

Like the hazel buds, O Mavourneen;

Shall I touch thy dusky hair, Mavourneen,

Whit it's shim'rin glint o' gold, O Mavourneen!

O my love for thee, Mavourneen,

Is a bitter pain, O Mavourneen;

Keep thy heart aye true to me, Mavourneen,

I should die but for thy love, O Mavourneen!