George William Russell - The Mid-World lyrics

THIS is the red, red region Your heart must journey through: Your pains will here be legion And joy be d**h for you. Rejoice to-day: to-morrow A turning tide shall flow Through infinite tones of sorrow To reach an equal woe. You pa** by love unheeding To gain the goal you long— But my heart, my heart is bleeding: I cannot sing this song.