If only the magic would drape its mantle upon me
So that I might travel the vast distance
Which separates us so cruelly
I would fly faster than the strongest wind
Over the great oceans
To be standing by your side
Leaning against the balcony in cool evening's embrace
The wind ruffles my hair teasingly
I wish so much that it was your fingers
Not the wind's
That touched me so tenderly
During the comforting solitude of the night
I long for the cool water of your love
To quench the thirst of my longing
And soothe the fever that enflames my ever thought
I would die for you
If I could know that would
Bring you to be near me