Your eyes are sapphires

Julius Weismann

Your eyes are sapphires,

so lovely, so sweet.

Oh, lucky three times over is the man

whom they greet with love.

Your heart is a diamond

that radiates noble light.

Oh, lucky three times over is the man

for whom it lovingly glows.

Your lips are rubies -

one can not see anything finer.

Oh lucky three times over is the man,

to whom they avow love.

Oh, if only I knew this lucky man,

ah, if only I could find him -

one moment alone with him in the green wood

and his luck would soon be at an end.