Historic Sheet Music Collection

Document Type

Score

Publication Date

1890

Comments

In Old Madrid
Music by Henry Tortere
Words by Clifton

New York: frank Tousey's Publishing Co. (34 &36 North Moore Street)

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Abstract

[Verse 1]
Long years ago, in old Madrid,
Where softly sighs of love the light guitar,
Two sparkling eyes at lattice hid;
Two eyes as darkly as love's own star!
There on the casement ledge when day was o'er
A tiny hand was lightly laid;
A face look'd out as from the river shore,
There stole a tender serenade!
Rang the lover;s happy song
Light and low from shore to shore,
But ah! the river flow'd along
Between them ever more
Come my love, the stars are shining,
Time is flying,
Love is sighing,
Come for thee a heart is pining,
Here alone I wait for thee!

[Verse 2]
Far, far away form old Madrid,
Her lover dell, long years ago, for Spain;
A convent veil those sweet eyes hid;
and all the vows that love had sigh'd were vain!
But still, between the dusk and night 'tis said,
Her white hand opes the lattice wide,
The faint sweet echo of that serenade,
Floats weirdly o'er the misty tide
Still she lists her lover's song,
Still he sings upon the shore,
Though flown a stream than all more strong
BCome my love, the stars are shining,
Time is flying,
Love is sighing,
Come for thee a heart is pining,
Here alone I wait for thee, alone I wait,
I wait for thee, my love
I wait for thee;
O come, my love, I wait for thee,
I wait for thee, my love, for thee!

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