A warmly touch of summer night
Greets from the moon after midnight.
So quiet - your heart is beating gently.
Sweet dream you have awoken.
The night of love, the smell of the desire,
Exciting breath in expectation.
Is carried by soft melodies,
Are hovering through the air,
Spicily seasoned, pleasant atmosphere.
My ears searching intently listening,
For voices from the forest shade.
In secret light of silver lines,
Breaks peace now their silence,
Orchestrated from the moonlight beams,
The choir of nightingales awakes.
From the love wooing of nature - embraced,
I devoted towards waiting lips.