Enchantment

What was there in that flower you gave me?

Perhaps a love-potion, a mysterious power!

As I touched it, my heart trembled,

its perfume troubled my thoughts!

What was there in your delicate movements?

Do you bring a magic charm with you?

The air quivers wherever you go,

a flower springs at your feet as you pass!

I do not ask in which blessed region

you have lived until now:

I do not ask if you are a nymph, a fairy

or a fair apparition!

But what is there in your fateful glance?

What is there in your magical words?

When you look at me, rapture overwhelms me,

when you speak to me, I feel as if I am dying!