About: Of love and loss, and the power of love to persist beyond death.

Edgar Allan Poe’s “Annabel Lee” set to music.

Lyrics are copyright 1849 by Edgar Allan Poe.

Lyrics:

[Verse 1] It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know, By the name of Annabel Lee. And this maiden she lived with no other thought, Than to love and be loved by me.

[Pre-Chorus] I was a child and she was a child, In this kingdom by the sea; But we loved with a love that was more than love, I and my Annabel Lee; With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven, Coveted her and me.

[Chorus] But the wind from the cloud came, chilling, My beautiful Annabel Lee; Her highborn kinsman came, And bore her away from me, To a sepulchre by the sea, In this kingdom by the sea.

[Verse 2] The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me, Yes, that was the reason, as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea, That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

[Pre-Chorus] But our love it was stronger by far than the love, Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we, And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul, Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

[Chorus] For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams, Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes, Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side, Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea.

[Bridge: Instrumental Interlude with Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3] The angels, not half so happy in heaven, Went envying her and me, Yes, that was the reason, as all men know, In this kingdom by the sea, That the wind came out of the cloud by night, Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

[Pre-Chorus] But our love it was stronger by far than the love, Of those who were older than we, Of many far wiser than we, And neither the angels in heaven above, Nor the demons down under the sea, Can ever dissever my soul from the soul, Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

[Chorus] For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams, Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes, Of the beautiful Annabel Lee; And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side, Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride, In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea.

[Outro] In the sepulchre there by the sea, In her tomb by the sounding sea. Annabel Lee, Annabel Lee, In her tomb by the sounding sea.

℗ 2024 Danilo Stern-Sapad