The Bens Of Jura lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics The Bens Of Jura lyrics If deceiving me, o love, thou wert; If deceiving me despite thy vow; Yet chant thy praise I ever will, Tho deceiving me, o love, thou wert. O King! I am the sorrowful one, And the love of the Earl a-hurting me; The tears are ever running from mine eyes, And my heart is bruised with the sting of thy love. Last night I was with thee in my dream, Across in Jura of the cold bens; Thy kisses were like the green water-cresses - Fled the dream - remained the pain. Come, o love, and close my eyes In the narrow kirst where I shall never awake; Lay me down under earth from Jura - In the grave alone is there rest for me. song lyrics