Strings In The Earth And Air

Lyrics by James Joyce

Strings in the eartrh and air
Make music sweet
Strings by the river
Where the willows meet

There's music by the river
For love wanders there
Pale flowers on his mantle
Dark leaves on his hair

All softly playing
Wih head to the music bent
And fingers straying
On an instrument

The twilioght turns to Amethyst
To deep and deeper blue
The lamp fills with a pale green glow
The trees of the avenue

The old piano plays a tune
Sedate and slow and gay
She bends upon the yellow keys
Her head inclines this way

Shy thoughts and grave wide eyes
And hands that wander as they list
The twilight turns to darker blue
With lights of amethyst