a 1922 popular song words by Sarojini Naidu music by E. Wyburd Furrell
Sheet Music
Accompaniment
Lyrics
You held a wild flower in your finger tips
Idly you pressed it to indifferent lips
Idly you tore its crimson leaves apart
Alas! It was my heart
You held a wine cup in your finger tips
Lightly you raised it to indifferent lips
Lightly you drank and flung away the bowl
Alas! It was my soul! It was my soul!
Performance
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