In Luxembourg on the grass   Did you know, oh, that this would pass   Oh, that this would pass?      In the shade and in the sun   There you lay till the day was done   Oh, the day was done      Later on by rolling train   You were going home      Never to be seen again   By the eyes of the lonely men   Oh, the lonely men      Walking down through streets so old   To get a glass of wine      Remembering other days   When the girls in the park would play   Oh, when they still played      From Luxembourg long ago   Where they went, only God would know