Translations VII

Little starry dreams sparkling in her eyes,
With wings of sleep, soaring through the splendid skies,
To the bright moon, my little princess flies.
Queen of the night, in your happiness, rejoice!

In my bare garden, a lovely bloom born.
From the river of life, a precious pearl found.
My days, with beauty and joy, to adorn.
Come sunrise, send her back to me, safe and sound.


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