Separate walks 04/04/1999 A walk � a gentleman's walk, A walk that was taken, In a park somewhere near Constantia With its pasture and grapes� Ah � I smell something, The aroma of little finery well brewed The cuckoo birds mockingly sings, The song that reserved for the loving few, Are those songs dedicated to me? I think not, For I am the only man alone under trees, And my lover forgot, It's ok, you silly bird, I shall sing with you with this vocal grade third, Cuckoo � where is my lover gone, Cuckoo � Why have I left my lover alone, Cuckoo � To walk in separate parks separate lanes, Cuckoo � Do I not love her with joys and pain? Princess, if words can command I will summon you here, If words can touch I will kiss you dear, But words do nothing but give you my thought, I can do nothing but with Cuckoo bird fought, If you were here we can drink these wine, Arm in arm under candlelight dine, Whisper loving words from breakfast to tea, No couples will be as happy as we, I do have a lover and lover her I do, I will swear that she loves me too, Where is she you silly bird asked me, She too takes a walk under a tree, In another park, another lane, My words are sent to ease her pain, Who need your song you stupid bird, Compare to my gal you're grade third, My heart is hers so go away, My princess and I will duet some day.
- Luke Hsieh