Beautiful Girl:
To the South a brightness
It is not the moon deep dreams unfurling
It is not the starlight far but near
I feel in my heart bright joy stirring
Look yonder love, see it comes more clear To the South a brightness
City of light unfolds its glory
How it calls me on through the night
Pinnacles of gold, towers of the silver bright
And the soul of city calls,
Come, be my bride tonight To the South a brightness
And I must go
The bridge opens its arms and bends low
And you my love must go where you will See you