Where should this music be?
I' th' air or th' earth?
It sounds no more, and sure,
It waits upon some god o' th' island.
Where should this music be?
I' th' air or th' earth?
With its sweet air I've followed,
Its fury and my passion
It hath drawn me, it hath drawn me
It sounds, it sounds no more
With its sweet air,
Thence I have followed it,
Where should this music be?
I' th' air or th' earth?
Its fury and my passion
With its sweet air I've followed,
It hath drawn me, it hath drawn me
With its fury and passion
But 'tis gone. But 'tis gone.