When I was a child you had appeared to me
On one May moonlit night
In verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook
Three as equals in Greece and modesty Queens of three
Full of majesty in verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook
You stepped toward me in gropes floating likeness
I as your child you enticed me to your proud breast
I am drawn close the dying afternoons light in my clenched hands your bosom white
Upon your fluid for manna I grate flee field
When I was a child you had appeared to me
On one May moonlit night
In verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook
Three as equals in Greeks and modesty Queens of three
Full of majesty in verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook