《Dreaming of Home and Mother》—Opern

J·P·奥德威

Dreaming of home，dear old home! Home of my childhood and mother;

Oft when I wake 'tis sweet to find，I've been dreaming of home and mother;

Home，Dear home，childhood happy home，When I played with sister and with brother，

There’s the sweetest joy when we did roam，Over hill and thro' dale with mother

Dreaming of home，dear old home，Home of my childhood and mother;

Oft when I wake 'tis sweet to find，I've been dreaming of home and mother

Sleep balmy sleep，close mine eyes，Keep me still thinking of mother;

Hark! 'tis her voice I seem to hear. Yes，I'm dreaming of home and mother.

Angels come，soothing me to rest，I can feel their presence and none other;

For they sweetly say I shall be blest; With bright visions of home and mother

Childhood has come，come again，Sleeping I see my dear mother;

See her loved form beside me kneel。While I'm dreaming of home and mother.

Mother dear，whisper to me now，Tell me of my sister and my brother;

Now I feel thy hand upon my brow，Yes，I'm dreaming of home and mother