From the musical “Babes in Toyland”, 1903.
Words by Glen Mac Donough.
Music by Victor Herbert.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
In an old and bye-gone day
In this castle grim and gray
Lived a maiden and a lovelorn wight
Though a baron’s daughter she
A poor trumpeter was he
Very sad indeed the lover’s plight
Yet his court he bravely paid
And to her this song he made
To the lass who was his heart’s delight
His heart’s delight
Love cannot die, love lives for aye
Through broken hopes
Through tears and pain
Though from the heart all else depart
True love will e’er to the end remain
Time strives in vain it’s warmth to chill
Such love is thine when e’er you will
Thine is thine when e’er, when e’er you will
Alas! her hand he never won
His life the forfeit paid
Fourscore of years their course have run
Since they at rest were laid
But oft, when timid peasants list
As twilight shadows fall
The trumpeter rides through the mist
And wind again his call
Tan-ta-ra-ta-ta-ta
Ta-ta-ra-ta-ta-ta
Tra-ra! tra-ra! tra-ra
Love cannot die, love lives for aye
Through broken hopes
Through tears and pain
Though from the heart all else depart
True love to the end will remain
Time strives in vain it’s warmth to chill
Such love is thine whene’er you will
Such love is thine when e’er you will
And so he waits until one hundred years are flown
then to these gates he’ll boldly ride to claim his own
The phantom maid he’ll take his ghostly bride to be
While through the glade
His song shall peal triumphantly
While through the glade
His song shall peal triumphantly
Tan-ta-ra! tan-ta-ra!
Tra-ra tra-ra tra-ra tra-ra
Love cannot die, love lives for aye
Through broken hopes
Through tears and pain
Though from the heart all else depart
True love will e’er to the end remain
Time strives in vain it’s warmth to chill
Such love is thine, is thine, thine
Is thine when e’er you will
Sung here by Margaret Jane Wray, London Voices, London Sinfonietta, conducted by John McGlinn: