TESTO DEL LIED"Where art thou, beloved To-morrow?"
di Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
Where art thou, beloved To-morrow?
When young and old, and strong and weak,
Rich and poor, through joy and sorrow,
Thy sweet smiles we ever seek, --
In thy place--ah! well-a-day!
We find the thing we fled--To-day.