PVIN Lyrics

When Love was born I think he lay

Right warm on Venus' breast,

And whiles he smiled and whiles would play

And whiles would take his rest.

Wind and hail and veering rain,

Driven mist that veils the day,

Soul's distress and body's pain,

I would bear you while I may.

I would love you if I might,

For so soon my life will be

Buried in a lasting night,

Even pain denied to me.

In the spring I asked the daisies

If his words were true,

And the clever, clear-eyed daisies

Always knew.

Now the fields are brown and barren,

Bitter autumn blows,

And of all the stupid asters

Not one knows.

I would love you if I might,

For so soon my life will be

Buried in a lasting night,

Even pain denied to me.

What do I care, in the dreams and the languor of spring,

That my songs do not show me at all?

For they are a fragrance, and I am a flint and a fire,

I am an answer, they are only a call.

But what do I care, for love will be over so soon,

Let my heart have its say and my mind stand idly by,

For my mind is proud and strong enough to be silent,

It is my heart that makes my songs, not I.

I would love you if I might,

For so soon my life will be

Buried in a lasting night,

Even pain denied to me.

I would love you if I might,

For so soon my life will be

Buried in a lasting night,

Even pain denied to me.