(we two lay sunk in)
WE TWO LAY sunk in the dusk of dreams;
the time of awakening has come
waiting for the last word from you.
Turn your face to me
and with a tear-dimmed glance
make the sorrow of parting
The morning will appear with its early star
on the far-distant sky of loneliness.
The pain of this farewell night has been captured in my vina-strings,
the lost glory of love will remain woven in my visions.
Open with your own hands the door
towards final separation.