Come Back, Just Wait

I'll never get that cool night back again,

My dear companion's face I'll never see.

I'll never hear that joyful song once more,

The nightingale sang it in the garden so sweetly.

That spring night fled away without a trace,

You can't call out to it: "Come back, just wait."

Now autumn weather settles in its place,

And endless rains keep falling, cold and gray.

My love lies sleeping deep inside the grave,

Her heart still holds the love she kept so true.

No autumn blizzard ever can her sleep disturb,

It won't stir up her blood, it won't wake her anew.

The nightingale's song fell silent long ago,

He flew beyond the seas, his voice now gone.

That powerful tune he sang in the cool night's glow

Will never echo through the air again, all on.

Those sweet joys I once knew have flown away,

The moments of my life that once felt so bright.

Now cold and lifeless feelings fill my day,

What's past is past—there's no returning to that light.