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!