Do not go my love without asking my leave.
I have watched all night
And now my eyes are heavy with sleep;
I fear lest I lose you when I am sleeping
Do not go my love without asking my leave
I start up and stretch my hands to touch you
I ask myself `Is it a dream?`
Could I but entangle your feet with my heart
And hold them fast to my breast!
Do not go my love without asking my leave