A beautiful day some breezes float
Through one whose steps have trodden by
The sun penetrates the clouds above
Where skin beneath trifled, joy and rich
Round and round I seek in waltz of sun
A fragment of time you slip in sight
Waving, a smile tender rippling wide
I sitting on, hence, back your side
Scenery relished, the zephyrs sipped
Remember do I those gentle words
To me you whisper the late summer
Time fleeting by, destined we be
Whirling your fragrance round my cheeks
Off am I while away you go
The fairest figure I for good behold
