Night descended to earth. We are with you some.
Softly lapping lake, total sleep.
Through the trees the city lights shine,
Under dark skies, magnificent moon shines.
At the heart of our fire, Spring in our hearts.
Somewhere violin crying in the night silence,
Softly lapping lake, total sleep,
Reflected stars in its depth.
Napping park lonely, moon illuminated,
Pouring sobbing violin plaintive cry.
The air is filled with all the flavor of love,
The scent of invisible magic flowers.
In the dark abyss floats lonely moon.
You and I well. We are with you some.
Softly lapping lake, total sleep.
Through the trees the city lights shine.
31 October 1897
