Dear evening star, golden bright,
Of the beautiful Venus Cytherea,
Evening star whose beautiful light outshines
The stars of night as much
As the moon outshines you;
O bright image of the dark night,
In place of that pretty crescent give us
Your light, and allow yourself to sink
Much later into the sea, your birthplace.

I do not want like a thief to relieve some lover
Of his purse, or like a wicked
Burglar to rob a merchant.
No, I want to go over the river
To see my beloved; but without your light
I cannot complete my journey,.
So rise from the waters, get up,
And with your beautiful light of the night,
Light up the fire of love which burns me.