Macushla Songtext
von Josef Locke

Macushla, Macushla
Your sweet voice is calling
Calling me softly again and again
Macushla, Macushla
I hear its dear pleading
My blue-eyed Macushla
I hear it in vain
Macushla, Macushla
Your white arms are reaching
I feel them enfolding
Caressing me still
Fling them out from the darkness My lost love, Macushla!
Let them find me and bind me
Again if they will
Macushla, Macushla
Your red lips are saying
That death is a dream
And love is for aye
Then awaken, Macushla
Awake from your dreaming
My blue-eyed Macushla
Awaken to stay