"La noche buena se viene,La noche buena se va,Y nosotros nos iremosY no volveremos mas." -- Old Villancico.
Sweet evenings come and go, love, They came and went of yore:This evening of our life, love, Shall go and come no more.
When we have passed away, love, All things will keep their name;But yet no life on earth, love, With ours will be the same.
The daisies will be there, love, The stars in heaven will shine:I shall not feel thy wish, love, Nor thou my hand in thine.
A better time will come, love, And better souls be born:I would not be the best, love, To leave thee now forlorn.
