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.
Bleak, in a way, eh? Bleaker than the day
Which slips up to the windowpane and splurges...
There’s all the plays I never wrote
And all the parts I didn’t play
No screenplays either I must say...
