Dans Votre Lit

Dans votre lit, my Fanny say, When past the busy hours of day; Stay and let me happy be, To find you sometimes think on me. Dans votre lit.

But whether absent or in view, My thoughts are fondly bent on you; When in my dreams I'm full of glee, And in my arms embracing thee. Dans votre lit.

But soon as dawn appears, my fair, The blissful vision's lost in air; Consent and you shall quickly set, 'Twill make it sweet reality. Dans votre lit.

The soft confession make, my fair, And with it glad my raptur'd ear; And in return I'll swear to thee, Ten thousand worlds I'd give to be Dans votre lit.