human
In the bright and happy spring-time Ring the bells merrily; When the dead leaves fall in autumn, Then toll the bell for me.
gpt
Oh! sing not, my son, so sadly, Choose thou a happier strain.
human
When the summer sunshine Falls o'er the lake and lea, And the corn is springing upward, Then you'll remember me.
gpt
My dear and my only one When I shall not remember, The light will forget the sun.