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