The park was filled with light mist,
And the gaslight flared at the gate.
I remember only a certain gaze
From ingenuous, tranquil eyes.
Your sorrow, unperceived by all the rest,
Immediately drew me close,
And you understood that yearning
Was poisoning and stifling me.
I love this day and I’m celebrating,
I will come as soon as you invite me.
And sinful and idle, I know
That you alone will not indict me.