The morning already embraces the night,
The waves are awakened whispering
And begin to dance on golden lakes,
To turn round and round in the summer waltz.
The sea waves with shimmering hand
And strokes gently the sand,
Wakes the dream, which soars into the sky blue,
When the summer waltz sounds.
Turn round and round, you my dream, you my love,
It belongs entirely to you, turn round and round in the wedding dance.
Worldwide those who are secretly in love have faced up to the night,
But she smiles and says to herself: Just blame it
On the the summer waltz' beginning
And on a dreaming star, lying in your eyes,
Silently nursed by the summer waltz.