"Lula Is Gone"

Gone when the roses have faded
     the
 Gone when meadows are bare
To a land by orange blossoms shaded
 Where perfume still dwells in the air
In a land by orange blossoms shaded
 She dreams in the soft summer air

  a
With heart forsaken I wander
    in  and
 In silence and  grief all alone
On a form departed I ponder
 For Lula sweet Lula is gone
Gone when the roses have faded
 Gone when the meadows are bare
To a land by orange blossoms shaded
 Where summer still dwells   in the air
      breathes