Isabel Songtext
von John Denver

Isabel is waiting in a room of many shadows
Her eyes like flashing diamonds shining brightly from the sea
Her hair in silken tresses, like a robe, around her shoulders
Hiding tantalizing treasures that the sun has never seen

Isabel is watching, like a princess from the mountains
For the first soft snows of winter and the icy winds they bring
With a whisper of her sadness in the passing of the summer
Her crown is wild red roses with a lace of forest green


And she wraps her arms around me, and she sighs
And she sings to me in silence with her eyes
And her hair upon my pillow comforts me

Isabel is weeping, and her eyes are full of wonder
She knows that it′s the time for her, and she cannot understand
She's a mistress of the moonlight, to the stars she is a sister
And the morning now awaits her, to betray her once again

And she whispers as she sadly slips away
Then she smiles, because there′s nothing left to say
And she takes with her the sadness and the sun