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.