My look tender touches the horizon,
Underneath the lights of the city
Small luminaries, so far but so close,
Like fireflies buzzling around.

And there she was
Darkening all the other lights
Like the brightest of all stars
In the best of all Midsummer night.

And then I looked at you
Losing myself in the deepness of your soul
Leaving my body empty and blank
But then you return my look
And fill my empty body with great passion.

And then a wind blows her smell into my nose
A spring wind blowing
All my worries are gone,
The touch of our lips
And the time stands still.