Go, forget me! why should sorrow
O'er that brow a shadow fling?
Go, forget me, and tomorrow
Brightly smile and sweetly sing!
Smile,—though I shall not be near thee;
Sing,—though I shall never hear thee!
Go, forget me!
Go, forget me! why should sorrow
O'er that brow a shadow fling?
Go, forget me, and tomorrow
Brightly smile and sweetly sing!
Smile,—though I shall not be near thee;
Sing,—though I shall never hear thee!
Go, forget me!