The shadow of the palm tree and the moonlight
And a violin's tune charms the heart
Rising in a sound, trembling and bursting
Pain is pouring from the strings
Play violin, play your song
How great is the darkness and the silence around
With your melodies my suffering is forgotten
Play, please play, how pleasant is dreaming to the sound of your music
Play, please play, the moon shall hear my voice there in the heavens
Oh why, by your lips why did you seduce me
Conquered my heart and left me
Enamoured, hurt and anguished
The violin has fallen silent
The moon hidden from sight
And in the silence only the melody's echo is still heard
Why and what for, God knows
Why is the world harsh and wicked
Out of dusty mist you shall appear
A beloved figure, familiar features
The violin will sound
Bestowing the gift of such pleasant reminiscences