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.