Yesterday, in your city, sweetheart,
I saw so many things, so many things:
I saw rivers, I saw mountains, I saw groves,
I saw gardens as green as your eyes,
I saw skies like lakes full of light,
I saw palaces, yellow, red and white,
I saw roses whyly smiling as moonlight,
I saw girls like hour is from paradise.
Yesterday, in your city, sweetheart,
I saw so many things, so many things.
Yet, when I left I forgot
The rivers, the palaces and the skies,
I forgot the gardens and the sun and the moon,
I forgot the pretty faces made of down,
I forgot everything save your face, your smile,
And sweet tender memories
Like a scented night breeze
Blowing gently through the trees.