Altruism, resplendent in her glory, gazed at me
And I the fool looked back at her;
I gave myself, my all to Liberty,
And wondered what to do with her

And thought so long and hard that she
Crept close to me and whispered charms;
Liberty feared me dead, forsook me,
And I was prey to hurt and harms

For to the beat of violins I gambled
Hopes and hearts and lives away;
Callow, indifferent, on I ambled
Hopes and hearts and lives away

And all that Liberty promised me
Could not match what it took away;
And as long as Altruism gazed at me
I the fool could not look away