Wie eine Vollmondnacht

J. Müller-Hermann

Your eyes are like a full moon night,

so deeply mysterious and gentle.

Their gaze softly kisses me, shy of bliss,

And draw me with dream-steeped power

under their spell.

I stop existing,

A deep, sweet slumber lulls me,

Takes me far away on a crystal ferry.

And then light grows

Such a blissfully mild light

Veils are lifting from me and draw away,

oh bliss, oh bliss, I am with you!