Long ago sweetheart mine

Long ago sweetheart mine,

Roses bloomed as ne'er before,

Long ago the world was young

For us sweetheart.

Fields of velvet, azure skies,

Whisp'ring trees and murm'ring stream;

Long ago Life spread his wings

For us sweetheart.

And now that night is near

Must God's harvest e'en be reaped,

Yet our love, our love shall live

For aye sweetheart!