Die Verbannten Kinder Eva's
In Darkness Let Me Dwell
Sorrow, stay! Lend true repentant tears To a woeful wretched wight. Hence, despair with thy tormenting fears 0 do not my poor heart affright. In darkness let me dwell, the ground shall sorrow be; The roof despair to bar all cheerful light from me: The walls of marble black that moistened still shall weep; My music hellish jarring sounds to banish friendly sleep. (Thus wedded to my woes, and bedded to my tomb, Oh let me living, living die, till death do come)
From Letras Mania