There's None To Soothe by Sarah Brightman

Artist: Sarah Brightman

Album: Trees They Grow So High

Sarah Brightman Trees They Grow So High There's None To Soothe



There's none to soothe my soul to rest,
There's none my load of grief to share
Or wake to joy this lonely breast,
Or light the gloom of dark despair.

The voice of joy no more can cheer,
The look of love no more can warm
Since mute for aye's that voice so dear,
And closed that eye alone could charm.

Author: Sarah Brightman

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