I can be with you,
Listening attentively to your wishes from heart;
Or may I away run with you,
Immerséd in the spree of youth;
Perhaps I shall dance with you,
The limelight showering down only two of us;
And have I a halcyon night with you,
Embracing you with tender warmth;
Or let us just drown in tipsiness,
Lavishing ardour till we fall;
If anything more shall ne’er we do,
From choice may I but you behold,
Your eyes, your cheeks, your smile, your tears
Your joy, your sorrow, your merit and fault.
Give me your soul,
And I’ll take you to the lush ecstasy.