Golden bridgesMax BruchBridges, golden bridgesAll my songs shall be,For my love to travel,Sweetest child, to thee.Dream-wings then shall waft meThrough the starry nightTo thy faithful bosom.Oh my heart's delight!
← LibraryMax Bruch · songGolden bridgesGolden bridges by Max Bruch with libretto, IPA, translation, and study tools.Audio diction — free with sign-inTTS in 14 languages, loop passages, slow down lines.Sign in with GoogleSongGolden bridgesMax BruchBridgesbɹˈɪdʒɪz,goldenɡˈəʊldənbridgesbɹˈɪdʒɪzAllˈɔːlmymˈaɪsongssˈɒŋzshallʃˈælbebˈiː,Forfˈɔːmymˈaɪlovelˈʌvtotˈuːtraveltɹˈævəl,Sweetestswˈiːtəstchildtʃˈaɪld,totˈuːtheeðˈiː.Dream-wingsthenðˈɛnshallʃˈælwaftwˈɑːftmemˈiːThroughθɹˈuːtheðəstarrystˈɑːɹinightnˈaɪtTotˈuːthyðˈaɪfaithfulfˈeɪθfəlbosombˈʊsəm.Ohˈəʊmymˈaɪhearthˈɑːt'sdelightdɪlˈaɪt!