It was as if the sky

It was as if the sky

Had quietly kissed the earth,

So that, glistening with blossoms,

She must only dream of him.

The breeze wafted through the fields,

The ears of corn waved gently,

The forests rustled faintly,

So sparkling clear was the night.

And my soul stretched

its wings out far,

Flew through the still lands,

as if it were flying home.