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One dark night |
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Fired with love's urgent longings |
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Ah, the sheer grace |
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In the darkness |
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I went out unseen |
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My house being all now still |
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In the darkness |
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Secured by love's secret ladder |
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Disguised |
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Oh, the sheer grace |
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In the darkness |
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And in my concealment |
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My house being all now still |
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On that glad night |
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In the secret, for no one saw me |
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Nor did I see any other thing at all |
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With no other light to guide me |
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Than the light burning in my heart |
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And this light guided me |
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More surely than the light of the noon |
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To where he lay waiting for me |
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Waiting for me |
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Him I knew so well |
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In a place where no one else appeared |
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Oh guiding night |
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A light more lovely than the dawn |
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A night that has united |
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Ever now |
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The Lover now with his beloved |
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Transforming two now into one |
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Upon my flowering breast |
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There he lay sleeping |
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Which I kept for him alone |
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And I embraced him |
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And I caressed him |
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In a breeze blowing from the forest |
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And when this breeze blew in from the forest |
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Blowing back our hair |
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He wounded my soul |
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With his gentle hand |
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Suspending all my senses |
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I abandoned, forgetting myself |
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Laying my face on my Beloved |
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All things ceasing, I went out from myself |
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To leave cares |
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Forgotten with the lilies of the field |
