I wish we were still small, Jehann.
How big the world was then!
We sat there on that rock, Jehann.
You know? By Neighbor’s well!
The moon sailed gently ’cross the sky.
Our eyes followed its sweep.
We talked about the heaven high
And ’bout the well so deep.

Remember how still it was, Jehann?
Not a single leaf did stir.
All that has changed meanwhile, Jehann,
Though perhaps not in our dreams.
Oh, boy! When then the shepherd sang
Alone on the vast field!
That was some sound, wasn’t it, Jehann?
None like it in the world.

Sometimes during twilight time
I’m touched by some strange mood.
It runnels down my back all hot
As it did then by the well.
Then hastily I turn around
As if I weren’t alone.
But all that I can find, Jehann,
Is that I stand and weep.