Waiting for the May versuri

Versuri Irische Sehnsucht – Waiting for the May lyrics

Ah! my heart is weary waiting
Waiting for the May –
Waiting for the pleasant rambles
Where the fragrant hawthorn brambles
With the woodbine alternating
Scent the dewy way
Ah! my heart is weary waiting
Waiting for the May

Ah! my heart is sick with longing
Longing for the May –
Longing to escape from study
To the young face fair and ruddy
And the thousand charms belonging
To the summer’s day
Ah! my heart is sick with longing
Longing for the May

Ah! my heart is sore with sighing
Sighing for the May –
Sighing for their sure returning
When the summer beams are burning
Hopes and flowers that, dead or dying
All the winter lay
Ah! my heart is sore with sighing
Sighing for the May

Ah! my heart is pained with throbbing
Throbbing for the May –
Throbbing for the seaside billows
Or the water-wooing willows
Where in laughing and in sobbing
Glide the streams away
Ah! my heart, my heart is throbbing
Throbbing for the May

Waiting sad, dejected, weary
Waiting for the May
Spring goes by with wasted warnings
Moon-lit evenings, sun-bright mornings
Summer comes, yet dark and dreary
Life still ebbs away:
Man is ever weary, weary
Waiting for the May!