Friend. How harsh the destiny
that tears my path off course,
when all in the world my heart could want
is to mingle thoughts with yours...
This twister Fate that let me spin
and blew me bitterly South,
I now take sweet abandon in
like seedcake in my mouth -
And You, this painful joy I find,
this unexpected Gold,
know I must leave this dusty dream
and wake in my home of old.
Oh, friend. How harsh the destiny
that tears my path off course,
when all in the world my heart could want
is to mingle thoughts with yours...