From your gaze, a wine I drank so deep,
That reason's claim I vowed to never keep.
Others may face the final, silent sleep,
But from your eyes, my life did gently leap.
O, sorrow of life, O, sorrow of life,
Give counsel now, some solace, some relief.
One side, her home, the other, wine's brief strife,
Where do I turn, devoid of faith, belief?
One side, her home, the other, wine's brief strife.
Upon a balcony, a fair face gleams,
In revelry, a world of wine, it seems.
I'm bound to both, a tangled, woven dream,
One side, her home, the other, wine's bright streams.
From her door I rise, where shall I flee?
If I forsake the tavern, death claims me.
In this hard plight, what fate awaits me?
One side, her home, the other, wine's decree.
Life is one, but yearnings, a divided pair,
One soul, but two who claim its precious share.
Tell me, my heart, to whom should I declare
One side, her home, the other, wine's snare?
How can I sever this bond, this endless chase?
Which do I hold, which now embrace?
I'm close to both, in this beloved space.
One side, her home, the other, wine's embrace.
O, sorrow of life, O, sorrow of life,
Give counsel now, some solace, some relief.
One side, her home, the other, wine's brief strife,
Where do I turn, devoid of faith, belief?
One side, her home, the other, wine's brief strife.
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