A solitary beauty stood by my window pane,
with its vibrant colours and elegant beauty,
set a feast for many passing eyes!
Few butterflies,bees nestle on it with peace, ...
Now, O now, in this brown land
Where Love did so sweet music make
We two shall wander, hand in hand,
Forbearing for old friendship' sake,
Nor grieve because our love was gay
Which now is ended in this way.