Teasdale, Sara: The Look

Strephon kissed me in the spring,
Robin in the fall,
But Colin only looked at me
And never kissed at all.

Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,
Robin's lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin's eyes
Haunts me night and day.

Strephon csókolt tavaszban,
Robin pedig őszben,
de Colin csupán nézett rám,
sosem csókolt meg, ő nem.
 
Strephon csókja tréfa volt,
Robiné meg móka,
de szemében Coliné
bennem ég azóta.