So, we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night
Though the heart be still as loving
And the moon be still as bright (x2)

For the sword outwears its sheath
And the soul wears out the breast
And the heart must pause to breathe
And love itself have rest

So, we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night
Though the heart be still as loving
And the moon be still as bright (x2)

For the sword outwears its sheath
And the soul wears out the breast
And the heart must pause to breathe
And love itself have rest

So, we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night
Though the heart be still as loving
And the moon be still as bright