Builders, raise the ceiling high, Raise the dome into the sky, Hear the wedding song! For the happy groom is near, Tall as Mars, and statelier, Hear the wedding song!
Love - bittersweet, irrepressible - loosens my limbs and I tremble.
The moon has set, and the Pleiades; it is midnight, and time passes, and I sleep alone.
Beauty endures only for as long as it can be seen; goodness, beautiful today, will remain so tomorrow.
Now the Earth with many flowers puts on her spring embroidery
I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.