Antoinette

In the city, Naples by the sea. Antoinette of Naples

waits for me.

Through the flower-scented gardens, down the steps into

the street.

Through the meadow down by the sea, to the secret place

where we shall meet.

In the dreamland, Naples by the sea. Antoinette of

dreamland waits for me.

Pretty lace upon her bonnet shades the softness of her

skin.

I almost thought I heard her calling from the distance

Or could it be the wind?

In the city, Naples by the sea. Antoinette of dreamland

waits for me.

Through the flower-scented gardens, down the steps into

the street.

Through the meadow down by the sea, to the secret place

where we shall meet.