What’s happiness I don’t know what’s happiness Am I happy Isn’t she happy. What’s happiness I don’t know what happy means Am I happy I know she is happy. First I saw her Then I knew her Afterwards I mind her Next be killing for her
And it was autumn While leaves is still odorous I entered the class Felt the smell of the grass
She was sitting While I were quitting Left the inland space To admire her grace
But some day pass Where is the lass? I have no chance To get even a glance (dance)
[Second couplet:] She refuse me But I’m not free Stand above the ocean But with no notion. (still have proportion)
What do I have got In fact not a lot Dear Mrs. Darling How much I staring?
Free of all dismal Don’t read my e-mail. Wound flash and soul. But though I extol.
So she was sitting While I were quitting Left the inland space To admire her grace