Song in the Night

Streets to left, and streets to right,
Dull and dank it seems,
As I wander in the night
Wakened from my dreams.
Yearning,
Burning,
Pain and smart,
Whither dost thou sink, my heart ?
Whither dost thou sink, my heart ?

There's a house with shutters green
Far away from town,
Where the river rolls serene
Moving, murmuring down.
Bowers,
Flowers !
Fold it in !
Would I were a guest within !
Would I were a guest within !