A man once came to sing to me Bearing tunes of sweet In the green of the land he would comfort me It was there We would often meet Oh, meet A smile so real a gate a land His hair all bronzed and twined Within his eyes a brightest blue His love reflected mine Oh, mine One eve his music it eased my mind While creatures watched in awe His call aroused us from the glade And he was seen No more No more And all his night a year forgone I seek tranquility His call was for more wordly days He could not remain With me With me Now listeners, take heed my words Don't shy away from love One hour of love is not in vain If given you by The dove The dove The dove