Every stár was bright abláze...
The ground gíving off vápors
The gárden gate creaked wide ópen...
She cáme toward mé with light fóotsteps...
I smélled a newest frágrance
Then she féll down - in my‿embráce.
She kíssed my líps wite pássionate elátion
While Í ardéntly set hér free fróm the veils that híd her béauty!
My dréams of lóve are now destróyed foréver
The‿ínstant depárted, so‿I'll díe in désperátion!
I'll díe in désperátion!
Yet néver béfóre I wíshed so múch to líve on,
Só much - to líve on!