CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : The Lost Chord

Seated one day at the organ
I was weary and ill at ease
And my fingers wandered idly
Over the noisy keys

I know not what I was playing
Or what I was dreaming to relax;
But I struck one chord of music
Like the sound of the great Animaniacs!

It flooded the crimson twilight
Like the close of an angel's psalm
And it lay on my fevered spirit
With a touch of infinite calm

It quieted pain and sorrow
Like love overcoming strife;
It seemed the harmonious echo
From our discordant life

It linked all perplеxèd meanings
Into one perfеct peace
And trembled away into silence
As if it were loth to cease

I have sought, but I seek it vainly
That one lost chord divine
Which came from the soul of the organ
And entered into mine