Like a lively and melodic nightingale;
A flower sparkling in your hand,
A new guitar tune on your lips.
You’re perhaps the only one in the world
Whose heart would reach out to mine
Who coming in my deep night
Would brighten it with one word!
But no, - my youth is over
Adieu, sweet ray that shone on me,
Fragrance, young girl, guitar string…
The happiness gone, - it ran away!
You couldn’t say the words...