Oh dream, how you come in the most trivial time.
In the quiet of night, without a word.
You hit me with the beauty of love, then you take her back.
Oh cursed dreams, why do you taunt me with such pleasures,
only to take back what once I had?
Please give back to me what I do so dearly yearn for.
The joys of her warmth and beauty are all I do plead for.
Please dream, do not go.
Stay with me!
Stay till all the sands of time fall from the hourglass of life.
Then I shall never fear the loss of her love, beauty, joy,
nor any other of her I desire.
