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Come, be happy and sit near to me,Shadow-wested, shadow-wested misery,Unwilling silent brideMourning in thy, in thy robe of prideCome, be happy and sit near to me,Sad as I may seem, sad as I may seem to theeI'm happier far than thou,Lady whose imperial brow is endiademed with woeHasten, hasten to the bridal beadUnderneath the, underneath the grave 'tis spreadIn gloom may our love hideI may rest with my eternal brideKiss me, kiss me, oh thy lips are cold'Round my neck, around my neck thin arms, thin arms enfoldThey're soft but chill and deadAnd thy tears upon my head like points of frozen leadClasp me 'till our hearts, till our hearts be grownLike two shadows, two shadows into one'Till this dreadful transport mayLike a vapour fade awayWe may dream in that eternal sleepThat we are not the kind of those, who weepEven as pleasure dreams of theeThou majest dream of her with me Aus Songtexte Mania