|The stars will seem to shine below your pretty eyes
As you lie down restless, smiling shyly, on the grass
Trying to hear an answer from the silent skies
Thinking about you, and me - about us
Each day I meet with an uncertain gloom
Leaves me half-empty; what is wrong with us?
Why couldn't we together lie on silent grass?
How can we shape the life cloth weaven on the loom
Which in itself is nothing but a dream
Restlessly flowing down with the stream
Winding and turning, digging deep within
The soil of doubts and the rock unseen
A river mingling with a brook, to be
Yet even stronger, for us both to see
How weak, uncertain lights can shine
Together, bright, like fingers intertwine
To form a true alliance: you and me
Hands holding more than just a glass of wine
When to our future we drink - yours and mine
And that same river flows inside us, silently.