Andrew Crisci Poet Ballad

Dream,Beautiful Mary,Dream...

Breathlessly taken by a sweet sadness
drifting away with the splendid sunset,
you are still dreaming of him,
whose green eyes remind you with joy
of this lovely spring day;
so dream,beautiful Mary,dream...

Prittier than a soft rose so lonesome,
you wait for his warm hands
to hold it to his faithful heart!
you stay up late,stare at the moon and wait,
now the lights in your empty room are out;
so dream,beautiful Mary,dream...

The valley is getting dark indeed,
and the low hills are hidden by shadows,
gleamig owls gather where the moon glows        
as the eastern wind brings
the mellow aroma of jasmines;
so dream,beautiful Mary, dream...

The evening is peaceful and bright,
by the open window you stare out to a lonely star,
hoping it always be there at night
to confide your deepest feelings to,
when there's nobody to turn to;
so dream,beautiful Mary, dream... 


If your small hand stretches out to take
the loveliest star from the jealous sky,
promising yourself not to reveal...
until you'll have no other wishes to make,
only then you'll have a reason to cry;
so dream, beautiful Mary,dream...

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