I want to hold you close and kiss you,I reach out my hands this evening,But You are far - far away, in haste,My soul seeks you with longing.

I wonder if you feel my warm lips,The playful wind, and how my heart burns?My dearest, come, for I am cold,Come, come, I’ve hung my lip upon a branch.

I am not alone, I have all of you in my soul,Your scent follows me, touches me, gives me light...