It is a Spring night, O my Beloved! The scent of the Wistaria draws me, With caressing, invisible fingers. And once more I walk in the garden of my dreams! Ah! That you were here with me my Beloved! Attired in moon-colored silks Swaying on your tiny lily feet, Here with me among the languorous night fragrance of the flowers, in the garden of my dreams! My soul is filled with a celestial scent. I lift my eyes above the earth, and behold! There in the dark garden of the heavens Blooms white, and misty, a Lotus moon! Oh! That thou wert here with me, To share this ecstasy This white and misty Lotus moon That fills the soul with a celestial scent. Blooming there, in the dark garden of the heavens, So high above the lonely garden of my dreams!
- by Karl Flaster (1905 - 1965) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Vittorio Giannini (1903 - 1966), "It is a spring night", published 1942 [ high voice and piano ], Franco Colombo [sung text checked 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Garrett Medlock [Guest Editor]
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