First, I dreamed about it, it is neither imagination nor some reality
Finally, you are in front of me, here you go, take me in your arms,
and hide me some time.
It was a spring evening, it was an endless last memory.
When I looked into your eyes, my heart took refuge in you.
Even if it is not with me, our garden is a memory.
I have the same word on my tongue: where have you been earlier?
Hold your quiet breath, hide it a bit
Let this night be our secret
Keep it and bring it back this summer.