It was the longest afternoon of all the afternoons.
That I was living through...
I was waiting for you; you weren't coming.
You were tarrying and I was setting (like the sun).
It was late; so late, that my mouth,
Lacking a kiss, was biting.
When you rose from the night's gates
That evening, like a late rose.
When we looked at each other, we delayed that kiss
That our mouths demanded
And that evening, we were joined, burning in the light
As it was dying.
In the both of us, that evening when you
Were so late, the sun started rising.
It was too late for us to have another night,
To have another day.
My love! My love!
My star of the evening!
May the moonlight dawn in you, and my body keep you.
My love! My love!
I don't know for certain
Whether you are happiness or you are sorrow.
My love! My love!
I don't know for certain...
It was the most beautiful night of all nights
That I ever lived through...
T^wo nocturnal silences that, in the night,
Were filled with scents and kisses.
It was the night when our two
Tired bodies, didn't fall asleep
And, in the most beautiful road of the night, the made a feast of fire.
Those were more nights than a single night
That we ever lived through...
It was the day of the night above all other nights
That preceded us;
It was the brightest night among those
Who gave into each other, at night
And, in the arms of the night, out of
Loving each other so much, they died living fully.
My love! My love!
My star of the evening!
May the moonlight dawn in you, and my body keep you.
My love! My love!
I don't know for certain
Whether you are happiness or you are sorrow.
My love! My love!
I don't know for certain...
I don't know, my love, whehter what I'm saying
Is tenderness, is laughter or weeping.
Whether I fall asleep and wake up for you
And fully awake, I remember you in my song.
That afternoong when you emerged
From some sad and deep corner.
That night when you were born, fully naked
Of both grief and fright.
My love, it's never too late or too early
For those who love each other so deeply!