Lyrics
Speak low when you speak, love,
Speak low when expressing love; maintain a quiet and discreet tone.
Our summer day withers away
Our enjoyable summer day is fading away.
Too soon, too soon.
It is ending prematurely, before we expected or desired.
Speak low when you speak, love,
Continue to speak in a hushed manner when talking about love.
Our moment is swift, like ships adrift,
Our time together is fleeting, passing quickly like aimless ships.
We're swept apart too soon.
We are separated abruptly, sooner than anticipated.
Speak low, darling speak low,
Urge to keep the volume low when expressing affection, emphasizing secrecy or intimacy.
Love is a spark lost in the dark,
Love is a fragile spark easily lost in the obscurity of darkness.
Too soon, too soon,
It ends prematurely, before it has a chance to fully develop.
I feel wherever I go
The speaker senses a pervasive feeling that wherever they go,
That tomorrow is near, tomorrow is here
Tomorrow is imminent, always on the verge of arriving.
And always too soon.
Yet, it always comes too soon, suggesting a sense of longing or impatience.
Time is so old and love so brief,
Time is ancient, and love is transient and fleeting.
Love is pure gold and time a thief.
Love is valuable like pure gold, but time steals its brevity.
We're late darling, we're late,
We are delayed, perhaps in acknowledging the passing of time.
The curtain descends, ev'rything ends
The end is approaching; everything concludes too soon.
Too soon, too soon,
Expressing regret for being late or delayed in understanding.
I wait darling, I wait
The speaker is waiting, anticipating something that may arrive too soon.
Will you speak low to me,
Request to speak in a low tone, maintaining the theme of intimacy.
Speak love to me and soon.
Asking for love to be expressed quietly and promptly.
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