The forlorn child looks up with a smile
Each time the maple leaves sway with the breeze,
Dancing like maidens of scarlet and gold
For the girl at the window who watches the trees,
Seeking escape from a sorrowful world.
Watching the brilliant frocks each leaf wears
Tremble with laughter in the rustling wind,
The sad little girl has forgotten her cares.

I shall never forget how much
You meant to me.

My song; my dream; my joy;
That was you.

I loved you for seven years
Seven short, beautiful years.

But it was the eighth
When I could say—

Farewell! Farewell.

You were my dream that crumbled
Like the ancient castles, like a tumbled teacup.

Immediately you crumbled when I made my choice.
I feel deserted as if You were my mother who left me

As I watch you twirl before
Me I can only whisper—

Farewell! Farewell.