At your side so gladly
I dream away the spring night;
The holy stars faithfully
Keep watch before your window,
While we are locked in each other's arms,
Soul is immersed in soul
And lips from lips drink the breath
In long draughts.

From treetops where birds brood,
Scented May softly tosses down
Its buds and blossoms
Upon us blissful two,
And through the arches of the windows
The wind, wandering in the night,
Wafts your curls in waves
Gently over my head.

We tremble, we grow pale
For love, and for each of us surges forth
The image of the other
In the eyes wet with blissful tears.
Ah! is the red shimmer of morning
Already rising in the east?
No, through the sky there blazed
A nocturnal meteor.

We must still entrust to each other
A thousand secrets,
And still kiss a thousand kisses
Before the morning begins to dawn.
Why do you chase away the night so early,
Oh swallow, with your singing?
Be quiet, be quiet! and, keep watch yet,
Ye holy stars, for a long time!