I saw thee dancing from the gallery,
Thou lookest gay when I am not with thee,
But then my presence caught thee by surprise.
A single teardrop falling from thine eyes.
I know not why I run away,
I make thee cry when I run away.
With no portent how could I divine
That our love would wither on the vine?
And now I find no favour in thine eyes.
I am more ghost than someone to despise.
I know not why I run away,
I make thee cry when I run away.
Though I wandered once, I wish to stay.
Save thy tears for another.
Save thy tears for another day.
Save thy tears for another day.
’Twas my folly in that month of May
When I vowed to thee that I would stay,
But ask me not why swans in winter fly,
For they can no more bide with thee than I.
I know not why I run away,
For thou shalt cry when I run away.
Though I wandered once I wish to stay.
Save thy tears for the morrow.
And if it pleases thee, send me away.
I would spare thee any sorrow.
Save thy tears for another day.
Save thy tears for another day.
I know not why I run away.
For thou shalt cry when I run away.
Pray, embrace me for I wish to stay.
Save thy tears for another.
Save thy tears for another day.
Save thy tears for another day.