In your dreams I will come, then
You will be well by day
The night will more then pay
Longing of the day is hopeless
A thousand times I will come
From radiant climes, a messerger
Be on the world with a smile
To others I will be kind as to you
In sooth I never can'st
In truth I will let you dream
I shall kiss your brow, and part your hair
Why sufferest thou my love I say?
Then in your dreams I will come
You will be well again by day
The night will more than pay
Longing of the day that is hopeless