The quest of love

To a far off land together,

Traversing the hills and the plains,

Forsaking the world and its ties,

We'll both go where Spring keeps his home.

There, smiling at worries and cares,

Disdainful of men and of things,

We'll go to the land of the rose

Where our youth never shall grow old!

In that country where we'll abide,

On my arm shall repose your own,

We shall exist but for our selves,

And forget the years and the days.

Yes, going to that happy land

Let's walk, for the way is flow'r-strewn,

'Tis an eternal fairy field,

Where love forever more shall dwell.

That lovely spot with mystic charm,

At earth's distant end it must be,

For faithful Love and solitude

Need we go so far off to seek?

No! not a trip so rambling, long!

Wherefore a retreat so profound?

Ev'ry where Love, who rules the world,

Is lonely when he deigns to love!