I'm eagerly waiting for your letter
and I hope every night
that you will some day, by surprise
come to me in an embrace
I call you with a song
eager for your fondling
I kiss your picture
I kiss, I kiss it everyday
Like a rose that withers
when it's sun drinks the dew
and I'm waiting for you to come to me
and to tangle up the long hair
The lips want, the hands search
and the heart dreams without peace
if I will be yours again
in the break of dawn one day