Come away, come away, death,
And in sad cypres let me be laid;
Fly away, fly away, breath;
I am slain by a fair cruel maid.
Stuck all with yew / no one so true
Ah – ah – ah – ah
The daylight / your fair shade / an overcoat of shame
In dead night / so darkly bright / O come away, I‘m slain
Ah – ah – ah – ah
All days are darkened nights,
To see till I see thee,
And nights are all bright days,
When dreams do show thee me.
The daylight / your fair shade / an overcoat of shame
In dead night / so darkly bright / O come away, I‘m slain
Writer(s): Stephen Paul Robson, Ashton Fletcher Irwin, Michael Gordon Clifford, James Elliot Bourne, Christopher John Bourne
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