A moment, a river of sorrow, a moment, a river of joy,
Nowhere does it pause, this river of life's employ.
Were they eyes, of a beloved, or chains of a dream?
Were they eyes, of a beloved, or chains of a dream?
A voice, of a someone, or a symphony's stream?
A moment, a river of sorrow, a moment, a river of joy,
Nowhere does it pause, this river of life's employ.
In the valleys of this heart, now dust takes its flight,
In the valleys of this heart, now dust takes its flight,
Flowing here once, a river of love's light.
A moment, a river of sorrow, a moment, a river of joy,
Never does it cease, this river of life's deploy.
In the sunbeams, the ripples, or ripples in sun's ray?
In the sunbeams, the ripples, or ripples in sun's ray?
The river's own moonlight, or moonlight in play?
A moment, a river of sorrow, a moment, a river of joy,
Never does it cease, this river of life's deploy.
This river of life, this river of life's employ.
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