Stephen Collins Foster - Come where my love lies dreaming - текст песни (слова)

Come where my love lies dreaming, 
 Dreaming the happy hours away, 
 In visions bright redeeming 
 The fleeting joys of day; 
 My own love is sweetly dreaming 
 The happy hours away. 
 Her beauty beaming; 
 Come with a lute toned lay; 
 Come with a lute, come with a lay, 
 
 Soft is her slumber; 
 Thoughts bright and free 
 Dance through her dreams
 Like gushing melody; 
 Light is her young heart, 
 Light may it be: 
 Come where my love lies dreaming, 
 Dreaming the happy hours away.