Mein Liebchen, wir sassen beisammen

My darling, we sat together,

We two in our frail boat.

The night was calm o'er the wide sea

Whereon we were afloat.

The spectre island, the lovely,

Lay dim in the moon's wild glance;

There sounded sweetest music,

There waved the shadowy dance.

It sounded sweeter and sweeter,

It waved there to and fro;

But we slid past forlornly

Upon the great sea-flow.