Three Little Mexican Songs : founded on old Mexican airs

Keen are the pangs of love,
Love that is all in vain,
Dark are the skies above,
Deep is my pain ;
Bare now the orange-groves,
Lonely and sad am I,
Wailing the west wind roves
With bitter cry.

Oh, Señorita,
Joy has left the scented air,
Bleak is the world now that once was so fair,
Love but a dream of despair.
Señorita ! tan bonita !
Come back to me,
You are the flow'r of my heart,
It is death to part !
Señorita !

Oh come, my beloved, day is waning,
Stars peeping out above,
Night winds are sighing and crying,
My heart is dying,
Faint with unquenched fires of love.

Beloved, I'm waiting, night is falling,
Gleams now the silver moon,
My soul is burning and yearning
For your returning;
Come, beloved, oh, come soon !

Oh, hear how the music is ringing,
Love and laughter fill the air,
All around us glad voices are singing,
Let us dance and banish care !

For the tune is wildly throbbing,
And the world is all a-gleam ;
Let us dance, let us dance, oh beloved,
In an endless blissful dream.

Dance with me the Sevillana,
Let your eyes look deep into mine ! Ah !
Take now your castanet and come,
Oh, life is a dream divine !