In the loneliness of the forest

I sat at your feet

In the loneliness of the forest;

The breath of the wind, like longing,

Went through the broad treetops.

In mute struggle I sank

my head into your lap,

And my shaking hands

I clasped about your knees.

The sun set,

The day lost its glow,

Far, far, far away

Sang a single nightingale.