Liebesweh

Ah, my heart, the storm and sadness !
Wind that moans, uncomforted,
Requiem for Love that 's dead,
Love that 's dead !
Leafless trees that sough and sigh,
Gloom of earth, and grey of sky,
Ah, my heart, what storm and sadness !

Ah, my heart, those sweet Septembers !
Ah, the glory and the glow
Of the Spring-tides long ago,
Long ago !
Gleam of gold, and glint of green
On the grassy hillsides seen,
Ah, my heart, those sweet Septembers !

Ah, my heart, on sweet soft pinions,
Spring, the lov'd one, hovers nigh,
She shall settle by-and-by,
By-and-by !
But the hills shall shine in vain,
Love, alas, comes not again,
Ah, my heart, on sweet soft pinions !