Wandering through the woods, longing for love
A lonesome man, sadly shining eyes
Crying rivers, running to the sea, floating up to heaven,
to his dreams

Looking at her sleeping face, longing for her love
Her sallow body, graceful breathing brests
Endless desire, rising in his mind, possessed by this beauty,
by this dream

On a carpet of brown leaves
we are living our dreams
We are sleeping in the rain and
time stands still
for a while
for our time
for your love
for your beautiness

Rising desire in his loving mind
Suppressed for much, for much too many times
Strongest wishes to commit it now, the never sentenced crime
will stop the time

On a carpet of brown leaves
we are living our dreams
We are sleeping in the rain and
time stands still
for a while
for our time
for your love
for your beautiness