With perfection of unrest,
With a strange and nameless yearning
For some good he has not guessed, -
Knowing only that this longing
Soars all other joys above, -
If he e'er finds satisfaction,
It will only be in love!
With perfection of unrest,
With a strange and nameless yearning
For some good he has not guessed, -
Knowing only that this longing
Soars all other joys above, -
If he e'er finds satisfaction,
It will only be in love!