May I speak with my eyes, without a word,
I breathe only you on this earth below.
Then, with music, through words that are heard,
How I fell in love with you at dawn’s first glow!
The sun was smiling on my feelings,
Heart’s joy was tearing from inside.
Lost in sweet and reckless yielding,
What, my dear? — Wipe your tear, don’t hide!
I love your gaze like dawn’s own light,
It holds warmth, tenderness, and peace.
Like that first meeting, summer-bright,
I knew: with you my joy would never cease!
Let rains knock on the roofs somewhere,
Let winds sing in the night’s still air.
By the heavens of my feelings, fair,
Queen of my heart and soul, so rare!
And when dawn sets the planet aglow,
Gray mist will sleep on a gloomy day.
I’ll whisper: “I love you—doubt has no place.
A tulip will bloom with tender grace!”
For you, all songs in the evenings,
You are my star in the night garden!
May I speak with my eyes, without words,
And proclaim you mine forever!
