Paroles de Saint Cecelia

Sweethy heavenly harmonies raise from the warbling lute Music for the hopeless lovers Oh Valerian let her be For the fair and the pure holy soul of a dame He shall swear to obey the angels praise Oh Cecilia where's your angel What thou art we know not Hear this delightful sound of heaven Will soothe her lips with melodies Oh Sweet Cecilia where is your angel What thou seek we know not Violins cry in desperation Senses seduced with melodies