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.
From kitchen to the garden, from the garden to the skies
This is my world of Thursdays where you, the very moon...
Let the waving world of leaves
Chatter away at the ends of trees
Let moons turn gold, let come what please...
