a bett in Kornfield

Summer evening, over blooming land
Since noon, I've been standing on the roadside
With every car that passed by, I waved
On a bicycle, a girl came over
And she said, 'I feel sorry for you'
But I laughed and said
'I don't need fancy waves'
A bed in the cornfield, that's always free
Because it's summer and what's the harm
We know how to sing, and it smells like hay
When we dream
A bed in the cornfield among flowers and straw
And the stars shine for us anyway
A bed in the cornfield makes us somewhere, all alone
A little later, her bicycle lay in the grass
And so it happened that she forgot the time
With the guitar, I told her about my life
Suddenly she exclaimed, 'It's high time
Now it's dark and my way is still far!'
But I laughed and said
'I still have a lot to give you!'