Come, O come! Castanets are gaily sounding; Light feet to their notes are bounding; Merry dance and joyous song Gladden now that happy throng. Never, never yet did music's measure. Bear such thrilling notes of pleasure; Hearts and eyes are filled with glee, And gayest of the gay we'll be. Day is past: Stars now brightly beam above us, Hearts are near that fondly love us; Sweet guitar and mandolin Give new pleasure to the scene. Come, then come! never yet did music's measure. Bear such thrilling notes of pleasure; Hearts and eyes are filled with glee, And gayest of the gay we'll be.
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