The songs we used to sing, dear love,
When stars were overhead,
Will live when we are dead,
Dear love,
Will live when we are dead.
The flame trees will put forth their red,
The silky oaks their gold,
When both our hearts are cold,
Dear love,
When both our hearts are cold.
The dreams we dreamed will be fulfilled
Among the listening flowers
By happier fates than ours,
Dear love,
By happier fates than ours.
Forget the Future, still unread,
To lie against my heart
One moment ere we part,
Dear love,
One moment ere we part.
First published in The Australian Town and Country Journal, 18 January 1905
