No. 11 - Song - Elsa

Lyrics by C. H. Bovill

[Elsa:] When I was a Mädchen wee,
Gentlemen I oft would see
Turning round to look at me
As I pass'd them by;
Sometimes too they stopp'd and smiled
When I ask'd them why--
Kisses from me they beguiled
as they made reply;
Meine kleine Mädel
Don't you understand,
Such a pet I never yet have met
In the Fatherland!
If for any sweetheart I should ever pine,
All the while it'll by for shy little
Mädel mine.
Meine kleine Mädel
Don't you understand,
Such a pet I never yet have met
In the Fatherland!
If for any sweetheart I should ever pine,
All the while it'll by for shy little
Mädel mine.

Now though I am older grown,
Gentlemen I oft have known
Speak to me in tender tone
When they got a chance.
Bold Hussars in blue or red,
When with me they dance,
Softly in my ear have said,
With a sidelong glance:
Meine kleine Mädel
Don't you understand,
Such a pet I never yet have met
In the Fatherland!
If for any sweetheart I should ever pine,
All the while it'll by for shy little
Mädel mine.
Meine kleine Mädel
Don't you understand,
Such a pet I never yet have met
In the Fatherland!
If for any sweetheart I should ever pine,
All the while it'll by for shy little
Mädel mine.