Words: Only in sleep I see their faces, Children I played with when I was a child, Louise comes back with her brown hair braided, Annie with ringlets warm and wild. Only in sleep Time is forgotten - What may have come to them, who can know? Yet we played last night as long ago, And the doll-house stood at the turn of the stair. The years had not sharpened their smooth round faces, I met their eyes and found them mild - Do they, too, dream of me, I wonder, And for them am I too a child? Sara Teasdale
It just doesn't get better than this.... Such a fantastic group.
Eric Esenvald is truly an inspired artist.
This is by far one of the most beautiful renditions of this piece made so far! Congratulations choir and BRAVO to the wonderful Soloist.
Love the Trinity College Choir interpretation but this is also a really beautiful interpretation. Amazing. Thank you.
This is absolutely beautiful - top-drawer singing by everyone. Many congratulations.
A privilege to listen to this beautiful music.
Beautiful
Beautiful singing!
soloist is exceptional
Magnifique 🙂
Stupenda.
Words:
Only in sleep I see their faces,
Children I played with when I was a child,
Louise comes back with her brown hair braided,
Annie with ringlets warm and wild.
Only in sleep Time is forgotten -
What may have come to them, who can know?
Yet we played last night as long ago,
And the doll-house stood at the turn of the stair.
The years had not sharpened their smooth round faces,
I met their eyes and found them mild -
Do they, too, dream of me, I wonder,
And for them am I too a child?
Sara Teasdale
well done!
Harmony To Open The Gates of Heaven 🎶 ✨ 🙇
Y ella señores, es el amor de mi vida ❤