My Antonia

He said Oh, my love. Oh, my Antonia
 You with the dark eyes and palest of skin
 Tonight I am going from Santa Maria
 Wait for me till I'm in your arms once again.
 She held me, she kissed me, begged me not to leave her
 To cross on 1he mountain my fortune to win
 But a letter now tells me she died of a fever
 I'll never see her in this world again.
 You are my sorrow, you are my splendor
 You are my shelter through storm and through strife
 You are the one I will always remember
 All off the days of my life.
 I curse the ambition that took me far from her
 For a treasure not ever so fine or so fair
 As the flash of her smile or the touch of her fingers
 The fire in her heart and the smell of her hair.
 She left me a note that cried Do not weep for me
 Behold you are with me as sure as the stars
 That rise in the evening to shine down upon me
 Behold I am with you wherever you are.
 I can still hear him. he calls to me only
 What once was begotten shall come to no end
 But the road is so long and the nights are so lonely
 My soul just to hold him in this world again.
 You are my sorrow, you are my splendor
 You are my shelter through storm and through strife
 You are the one I will always remember
 All of the days of my life.
 Oh my love, Oh my Antonia
 You with the dark eyes and palest of skin
 How could I know thai night in Santa Maria
 I'd never see you in this world again...