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.
Sometimes everything is grace
Sunday evening after dinner
My love plays – talent’s in her...
I know now it cannot end
Eternity would have to bend
Before our love’s large strength...