A walnut tree stands greenly in front of the house

A walnut tree stands greenly in front of the house,

fragrantly

and airly

spreading out its leafy branches.

Many lovely blossoms does it bear;

gentle

winds

come to caress them.

They whisper, paired two by two,

gracefully

inclining

their tender heads to kiss.

They whisper of a maiden

who thinks

day and night long

of... but alas! she does not herself know!

They whisper - who can understand

such a soft

song? -

they whisper of a bridegroom and of the coming year.

The maiden listens, the tree rustles;

yearning,

hoping,

she sinks smiling into sleep and dream.