Mild summer night, in the sky
Heinrich, Freiherr von Bach
Mild summer night, in the sky
There are no stars; in the wide woods
We searched deep in the darkness
And we found ourselves.
We found ourselves in the wide woods,
In the night, the starless night;
We held ourselves in wonder in each other's arms
In the dark night.
Was not our entire life
Simply groping, simply searching?
There, into its darkness
Tumbled your light, Love.