She fled from me

She fled from me like a deer so shy,

and like a deer, so swift!

She scrambled from rock to rock,

her hair flying in the wind.

Where the cliffs drop down to the sea,

there I caught up with her,

there, gently, with kind words

I softened her demure heart.

Here we sat so heavenly high,

and also so heavenly blissful;

deep beneath us into the dark sea,

the sun sank gradually.

Deep beneath us into the dark sea

sank the lovely sun;

the waves roared about

with raging bliss.

O do not cry, the sun does not lie

dead in that flood;

It has hidden itself in my heart

with all its blaze.