And This Is My Beloved (Live At Town Hall, New York/1958)

Dawn's promising skies

Petals on a pool drifting

Imagine these in one pair of eyes

And this is my beloved

Strange spice from the south

Honey through the comb sifting

Imagine these on one eager mouth

And this is my beloved

And when she speaks

And when she talks to me

Music, oh, mystery

And when she moves

And when she walks with me

Paradise comes suddenly near

All that can stir

All that can stun

All that's for the heart's lifting

Imagine these in one perfect one

And this is my beloved

And this is my beloved