If Music Be the Food of Love lyrics

If music be the food of love

Sing on, sing on, sing on, sing on

Till I am filled, am filled with joy

For then my listening soul you move,

For then my listening soul you move,

To pleasures that can never cloy,

Your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare

That you are music everywhere,

Your eyes, your mien, your tongue declare

That you are music everywhere.

Pleasure invades both eye and ear

So fierce, so fierce, so fierce, so fierce

The transports are they wound

And all my senses feasted are,

And all my senses feasted are,

Though yet the treat is only sound.

Sure I most perish by your charms,

Unless you save me in your arms.

Sure I most perish by your charms,

Unless you save me in your arms.