THE FIRST TIME EVER
(learned orally in the 1960s)
The first time ever I saw your face,
I thought the sun rose in your eyes,
And the moon and stars were the gift you gave
To the dark and the empty skies, my love,
To the dark and the empty skies.
The first time ever I kissed your lips,
I felt the earth move in my hand,
Like the trembling of some captive bird
That was there at my command, my love,
That was there at my command.
The first time ever I lay with you,
And felt your heart beat close to mine,
I thought our joy would fill the earth
And last till the end of time, my love,
And last till the end of time.
(from miriam berg's folksong collection)