Nocturne

J. Marx

Sweet fragrance of linden blossom

In halcyon summer night,

That awakeneth now in my bosom

Mem'ry of bygone delight.

As though on my ears there sounded

Softly of joy the song,

As though once again I had found it,

My youth, Ah! that is lost so long.

Sweet fragrance of linden blossom

In halcyon summer night,

That awakeneth now in my bosom

Sadness of bygone delight.