The moon is dim,
the sky is silent
The world is quite in the lap of sleep

A milky cloud in a faraway  valley
Reaches down to caress the mountain
Heart heavey with unrequited love
I wait for you, long for you

Come soon to me in the spring
Before love grows old
Before the dreams loose all hopes
Or life grows tired of
The vanquished victims of your love

Like everyday, let not the stars
vanish today in the dust of the morning

Come, give eyes
heavey with the sleeplessness of your grief
At least a night of rest

So that I can have sound sleep in your arms
on  your shoulders, at least once
Before the life calls an end....