About the Operas

SERENADE

 

PRINCE

Overhead the moon is beaming

White as blossoms on the bough

Nothing is heard

But the song of a bird

Filling all the air with dreaming

Could my heart but still its beating

Only you can tell it how

Beloved, 

From your window give me greeting

Hear my eternal vow

Soft in the trees signs the echo of my longing

While all around you my dreams of rapture throng

My soul, my joy

My hope, my dear!

Your heart must tell you

That I am near

Lean from above

While I pour out my love

For you know to my life

You are dear

Oh hear my longing cry

Oh love me or I die

Overhead the moon is beaming

White as blossoms on the bough

Nothing is heard

But the song of a bird

Filling all the air with dreaming

Could my heart but still its beating

Only you can tell it how

Beloved, 

From your window give me greeting

I swear my eternal vow!