Come, have a drink with me –
Care can swallow love,
And tasks devour time
Enough of cups of tea!
Your eyes, ever more sublime,
Dancing bright above
A brown and friendly beer
Will soon meet mine, my dear
Intoxicatingly.
Here the powdered snow falls fast
Like drops of doubt onto our faith
It does not settle, cannot last...
I look at you asleep in the dim
Dining room’s post meridian gloom
And think, how fortunate is this room...
