intermezzo

In your dreams

In your dreams, a nightingale begins to sing

a twitterpated song.

I appear, and then, my dear, you know, at last,

your love has come along.

Maybe so, but yes, or no, a while ago,

that birdie sang for me,

And i just now begin to hope that i'm in your dreams.

This is just the intermezzo

Of that moment that we met,

So grand, the mem'ry lingers yet,

So why let it go?

In my dreams, a nightingale, the one i sent

to sing for you a song,

Reappears, with glowing ears, from words he hears,

that you have sent along.

we shall see how that may be

when next we meet again,

as we go, dream-to-dream, to be there then,

as it were, -- in your dreams ^[1]