O lovely cheeks
Brahms, Johannes
O lovely cheeks,
You make me want to
Gaze diligently
On this red, this white.
And this alone
Is not what I mean;
To behold, to greet,
To touch, to kiss!
You make me desirous,
O lovely cheeks!
O sun of ecstasy!
O ecstasy of the sun!
O eyes, suck
The light of my eyes.
O angelic thoughts!
O heavenly beginnings!
O Heaven on earth,
May you not become for me,
O ecstasy of the sun!
O sun of ecstasy!
O fairest of the fair!
Take away from me this longing,
Come, hurry, come, come!
You sweet, innocent soul!
Ah, sister, I am dying,
I am dying, I am ruined,
Come, come, come, hurry.
Take away from me this longing,
O fairest of the fair!