English poem
The Dreams Are Walking
by Hartley Burr Alexander (1873–1939)
The Dreams are walking, walking, The Dreams are walking beside me---- Ah hay ay, hay ay ay ay ay.... I hear them rustling the withered grasses, I hear them stirring the fallen leaves---- Ah hay ay, ay ay ay ay....
Very faint are their footfalls, Very soft are their whispering voices---- Ah hay ay, hay ay ay ay ay.... All their touches are caresses---- Ah hay ay, ay ay ay ay....
O come to me, touch me with tenderness! O come to me when my heart is desolate! Ah hay ay, hay ay ay ay ay.... Come walking beside me, Come walking in beauty---- Ah hay ay, ay ay ay ay....