Farewell to you and the youth I have spent with you. 

It was but yesterday we met in a dream. 

You have sung to me in my aloneness 

and I of your longings have built a tower in the sky. ...

If in the twilight of memory we should meet once more, 

we shall speak again together 

and you shall sing to me a deeper song. 

And if our hands should meet in another dream 

we shall build another tower in the sky.