Years ago
M. Brahe
Years ago, I loved you and you knew it,
Years ago, I loved you but to rue it;
I would dream of you
All the long day through,
All the night time too –
Years ago, years ago, my dear.
Years ago, your heart was just a rover,
Here and there it roamed the wide world over;
Now you call to mind
One so fond and kind,
One you left behind
Years ago, years ago, my dear.
Years ago, youth wore his scarlet feather,
Years ago, we two were young together;
Yours or mine the blame,
Love burns just the same
With the old sweet flame
As years ago, years ago, my dear.