(Lubenski)
Translated by Ed Bernthal

I see a green tree
I can see beyond it
I see my dearest one there
Standing by another girl.

‘And where were you yesterday
That you did not come to see me?’
“That I did out of love to you
To let you sleep quietly.”

‘About sleeping, O, you seem to know much
My friend, you yourself don’t sleep
I saw you real well
Going home from the Freit.’

No known music.