winter vale

3 minutes 53 seconds

A melody that sings of her countenance fair,

Elicits memories that time can\'t impair,

Yet her mistrust of my love and devotion,

Deems it mere, transient emotion.

 

Her perplexity, a poignant twinge,

Imbues my heart with love\'s recurring hinge,

For though she may lack clear sight,

My love for her shall remain aright.