Le Million

Alone are we at last tonight
All else to their slumbers
have gone

Alone are we
in the failing light

Side by side
upon this bench of stone

We are free at last to speak openly
Far from the crowds,
the city's blare

Far from the world and its agony
Truth is what we find here
What sorrow clouds thy sense?
O heart, what is my offense?
O pity, see how I grieve
Yes, great is my adversity
There is no balm, no reprieve
Thou lovest me not,
I who love thee

Heed not thy jealous heart
Nothing shall keep us apart
We are alone in the forest
This blessed place is our shrine