ONE SWEET MOMENT.
Under the lindens we wandered,
Gaily my love and I;
Light through the shimmering leaflets
Fell like a kiss from the sky.
On to her soft, golden tresses,
Into her eyes divine,
Smothered her form with caresses,
Blended her shadow with mine.
Under the lindens we wandered;
Fifty years had gone by;
Light through the cold, naked branches
Fell like a pall from the sky.
Old and forsaken, our children
Had left us to starve and to die;
But we lived in the past one sweet moment
’Neath the lindens, my love and I.