The sweet wine of love is but a dream
And yet I yearn for more
The pocket of the heart contains the key
That turns the tavern door
And more, and more
Come in, I heard a voice from inside
Drink — wine; Love — divine:
Be blind: to yourself —
The drink of love she satisfies
But the thirst He lingers on
When first she drew me to her eyes
The swallows sored in song
Won't be long 'til she's gone
Come in, I heard a voice from inside
Drink — wine; Love — divine:
Be blind: to yourself —
She offered me with velvet hands
In movements soft and slow
A chalice cup with emeralds green
And silver-lined with snow
Look below, below
Come in, I heard a voice from inside
Drink — wine; Love — divine:
Be blind: to yourself —
Come share this cup of wine with me
And leave your cares behind
Go hang your heart upon a tree
And watch the moonbeams, shining in your eyes
In your eyes
Come in, I heard a voice from inside
Drink — wine; Love — divine:
Be blind: to yourself —
Come close, my love
Come close into my heart