You are the evening cloud

You are the evening cloud

floating in the sky of my dreams.

I paint you and fashion you

ever with my love longings.

You are my own, my own,

Dweller in my endless dreams!

Your feet are rosy-red

with the glow of my heart's desire,

Gleaner of my sunset songs!

Your lips are bitter-sweet

with the taste of my wine of pain.

You are my own, my own,

Dweller in my lonesome dreams!

With the shadow of my passion

have I darkened your eyes,

Haunter of the depth of my gaze!

I have caught you and wrapt you,

my love, in the net of my music.

You are my own, my own,

Dweller in my deathless dreams!