In The Mood Lyrics
| Song | In The Mood |
| Artist | YoungStar |
| Album | Big Band Legends - Swing Era |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:55.32] | At midnight in the month of June |
| [01:01.95] | I stand beneath the mystic moon |
| [01:08.68] | An opiate vapor dewy dim |
| [01:14.74] | Exhales from out her golden rim |
| [01:21.12] | And softly dripping drop by drop |
| [01:27.56] | Upon the quiet mountain top |
| [01:34.06] | Steals drowsily and musically |
| [01:40.24] | Into the universal valley |
| [01:46.74] | The rosemary nods upon the grave |
| [01:53.31] | The lily lolls upon the wave |
| [01:59.74] | Wrapping the fog about its breast |
| [02:05.93] | The ruin molders into rest |
| [02:12.56] | Looking like Lethe see! the lake |
| [02:18.75] | A conscious slumber seems to take |
| [02:25.81] | And would not for the world awake |
| [02:31.62] | And would not for the world awake |
| [02:37.99] | All Beauty sleeps!- and lo! where lies |
| [02:44.31] | the skace men dou ben till the sky |
| [02:51.14] | Irene with her Destinies! |
| [03:03.76] | O lady bright! can it be right- |
| [03:10.01] | This window open to the night |
| [03:16.39] | The wanton airs from the tree-top |
| [03:22.70] | Laughingly through the lattice drop- |
| [03:29.08] | The bodiless airs a wizard rout |
| [03:35.58] | Flit through thy chamber in and out |
| [03:41.89] | And wave the curtain canopy |
| [03:48.14] | So fitfully- so cearfully- |
| [05:41.58] | Above the closed and fringed lid |
| [05:47.27] | ''Neath which thy slumb′′ring soul lies hid |
| [05:53.70] | That o′′er the floor and down the wall |
| [06:00.08] | Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall! |
| [06:07.02] | Oh lady dear hast thou no fear |
| [06:12.89] | Why and what art thou dreaming here |
| [06:19.33] | Sure thou art come O′′er far-off seas |
| [06:25.70] | A wonder to these garden trees! |
| [07:11.64] | Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress |
| [07:17.02] | Strange above all thy length of tress |
| [07:22.52] | And this all this |
| [07:29.89] | And this all solemn silentness! |
| [07:36.27] | My lover sleeps! Oh may her sleep |
| [07:42.58] | Which is enduring so be deep! |
| [07:49.70] | Heaven have her in its sacred keep! |
| [08:01.58] | This chamber changed for one more holy |
| [08:08.52] | This bed for one more melancholy |
| [08:13.77] | I pray to God that he may lie |
| [08:21.02] | For ever with unopened eye |
| [08:28.14] | While the pale sheeted ghosts go by! |
| [09:33.77] | My love she sleeps! Oh may her sleep |
| [09:36.58] | As it is lasting so be deep! |
| [09:39.33] | Soft may the worms about her creep! |
| [09:42.95] | May the worms about her creep! |
| [09:45.70] | My love she sleeps! Oh may her sleep |
| [09:48.58] | As it is lasting so be deep! |
| [09:51.64] | Soft may the worms about her creep! |
| [09:54.70] | May the worms about her creep! |
| [10:22.95] | Far in the forest dim and old |
| [10:28.33] | For her may some tall vault unfold- |
| [10:34.14] | Some vault that of the flung its black |
| [10:40.64] | And winged panels fluttering back |
| [10:46.96] | Triumphant o′′er the crested palls |
| [10:53.02] | Of her grand family funerals- |
| [10:59.14] | Some sepulchre remote alone |
| [11:05.27] | Against whose portal she hath thrown |
| [11:12.02] | In childhood many an idle stone- |
| [11:23.52] | Some tomb from out whose sounding door |
| [11:29.64] | She never shall force an echo more |
| [11:36.50] | Thrilling to think poor child of sin! |
| [11:43.12] | It was the dead who groaned within |
| [00:00.009] | |
| [99:00.000] |
| [00:55.32] | At midnight in the month of June |
| [01:01.95] | I stand beneath the mystic moon |
| [01:08.68] | An opiate vapor dewy dim |
| [01:14.74] | Exhales from out her golden rim |
| [01:21.12] | And softly dripping drop by drop |
| [01:27.56] | Upon the quiet mountain top |
| [01:34.06] | Steals drowsily and musically |
| [01:40.24] | Into the universal valley |
| [01:46.74] | The rosemary nods upon the grave |
| [01:53.31] | The lily lolls upon the wave |
| [01:59.74] | Wrapping the fog about its breast |
| [02:05.93] | The ruin molders into rest |
| [02:12.56] | Looking like Lethe see! the lake |
| [02:18.75] | A conscious slumber seems to take |
| [02:25.81] | And would not for the world awake |
| [02:31.62] | And would not for the world awake |
| [02:37.99] | All Beauty sleeps! and lo! where lies |
| [02:44.31] | the skace men dou ben till the sky |
| [02:51.14] | Irene with her Destinies! |
| [03:03.76] | O lady bright! can it be right |
| [03:10.01] | This window open to the night |
| [03:16.39] | The wanton airs from the treetop |
| [03:22.70] | Laughingly through the lattice drop |
| [03:29.08] | The bodiless airs a wizard rout |
| [03:35.58] | Flit through thy chamber in and out |
| [03:41.89] | And wave the curtain canopy |
| [03:48.14] | So fitfully so cearfully |
| [05:41.58] | Above the closed and fringed lid |
| [05:47.27] | '' Neath which thy slumb ring soul lies hid |
| [05:53.70] | That o er the floor and down the wall |
| [06:00.08] | Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall! |
| [06:07.02] | Oh lady dear hast thou no fear |
| [06:12.89] | Why and what art thou dreaming here |
| [06:19.33] | Sure thou art come O er faroff seas |
| [06:25.70] | A wonder to these garden trees! |
| [07:11.64] | Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress |
| [07:17.02] | Strange above all thy length of tress |
| [07:22.52] | And this all this |
| [07:29.89] | And this all solemn silentness! |
| [07:36.27] | My lover sleeps! Oh may her sleep |
| [07:42.58] | Which is enduring so be deep! |
| [07:49.70] | Heaven have her in its sacred keep! |
| [08:01.58] | This chamber changed for one more holy |
| [08:08.52] | This bed for one more melancholy |
| [08:13.77] | I pray to God that he may lie |
| [08:21.02] | For ever with unopened eye |
| [08:28.14] | While the pale sheeted ghosts go by! |
| [09:33.77] | My love she sleeps! Oh may her sleep |
| [09:36.58] | As it is lasting so be deep! |
| [09:39.33] | Soft may the worms about her creep! |
| [09:42.95] | May the worms about her creep! |
| [09:45.70] | My love she sleeps! Oh may her sleep |
| [09:48.58] | As it is lasting so be deep! |
| [09:51.64] | Soft may the worms about her creep! |
| [09:54.70] | May the worms about her creep! |
| [10:22.95] | Far in the forest dim and old |
| [10:28.33] | For her may some tall vault unfold |
| [10:34.14] | Some vault that of the flung its black |
| [10:40.64] | And winged panels fluttering back |
| [10:46.96] | Triumphant o er the crested palls |
| [10:53.02] | Of her grand family funerals |
| [10:59.14] | Some sepulchre remote alone |
| [11:05.27] | Against whose portal she hath thrown |
| [11:12.02] | In childhood many an idle stone |
| [11:23.52] | Some tomb from out whose sounding door |
| [11:29.64] | She never shall force an echo more |
| [11:36.50] | Thrilling to think poor child of sin! |
| [11:43.12] | It was the dead who groaned within |
| [00:00.009] | |
| [99:00.000] |
| [00:55.32] | At midnight in the month of June |
| [01:01.95] | I stand beneath the mystic moon |
| [01:08.68] | An opiate vapor dewy dim |
| [01:14.74] | Exhales from out her golden rim |
| [01:21.12] | And softly dripping drop by drop |
| [01:27.56] | Upon the quiet mountain top |
| [01:34.06] | Steals drowsily and musically |
| [01:40.24] | Into the universal valley |
| [01:46.74] | The rosemary nods upon the grave |
| [01:53.31] | The lily lolls upon the wave |
| [01:59.74] | Wrapping the fog about its breast |
| [02:05.93] | The ruin molders into rest |
| [02:12.56] | Looking like Lethe see! the lake |
| [02:18.75] | A conscious slumber seems to take |
| [02:25.81] | And would not for the world awake |
| [02:31.62] | And would not for the world awake |
| [02:37.99] | All Beauty sleeps! and lo! where lies |
| [02:44.31] | the skace men dou ben till the sky |
| [02:51.14] | Irene with her Destinies! |
| [03:03.76] | O lady bright! can it be right |
| [03:10.01] | This window open to the night |
| [03:16.39] | The wanton airs from the treetop |
| [03:22.70] | Laughingly through the lattice drop |
| [03:29.08] | The bodiless airs a wizard rout |
| [03:35.58] | Flit through thy chamber in and out |
| [03:41.89] | And wave the curtain canopy |
| [03:48.14] | So fitfully so cearfully |
| [05:41.58] | Above the closed and fringed lid |
| [05:47.27] | '' Neath which thy slumb ring soul lies hid |
| [05:53.70] | That o er the floor and down the wall |
| [06:00.08] | Like ghosts the shadows rise and fall! |
| [06:07.02] | Oh lady dear hast thou no fear |
| [06:12.89] | Why and what art thou dreaming here |
| [06:19.33] | Sure thou art come O er faroff seas |
| [06:25.70] | A wonder to these garden trees! |
| [07:11.64] | Strange is thy pallor! strange thy dress |
| [07:17.02] | Strange above all thy length of tress |
| [07:22.52] | And this all this |
| [07:29.89] | And this all solemn silentness! |
| [07:36.27] | My lover sleeps! Oh may her sleep |
| [07:42.58] | Which is enduring so be deep! |
| [07:49.70] | Heaven have her in its sacred keep! |
| [08:01.58] | This chamber changed for one more holy |
| [08:08.52] | This bed for one more melancholy |
| [08:13.77] | I pray to God that he may lie |
| [08:21.02] | For ever with unopened eye |
| [08:28.14] | While the pale sheeted ghosts go by! |
| [09:33.77] | My love she sleeps! Oh may her sleep |
| [09:36.58] | As it is lasting so be deep! |
| [09:39.33] | Soft may the worms about her creep! |
| [09:42.95] | May the worms about her creep! |
| [09:45.70] | My love she sleeps! Oh may her sleep |
| [09:48.58] | As it is lasting so be deep! |
| [09:51.64] | Soft may the worms about her creep! |
| [09:54.70] | May the worms about her creep! |
| [10:22.95] | Far in the forest dim and old |
| [10:28.33] | For her may some tall vault unfold |
| [10:34.14] | Some vault that of the flung its black |
| [10:40.64] | And winged panels fluttering back |
| [10:46.96] | Triumphant o er the crested palls |
| [10:53.02] | Of her grand family funerals |
| [10:59.14] | Some sepulchre remote alone |
| [11:05.27] | Against whose portal she hath thrown |
| [11:12.02] | In childhood many an idle stone |
| [11:23.52] | Some tomb from out whose sounding door |
| [11:29.64] | She never shall force an echo more |
| [11:36.50] | Thrilling to think poor child of sin! |
| [11:43.12] | It was the dead who groaned within |
| [00:00.009] | |
| [99:00.000] |
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