The moon is setand the Pleiades; Middle ofthe night, time passes by,I lie alone.
The Moon and Pleiades have set, / Midnight is nigh, / The time is passing, passing, yet / Alone I lie.
I will let my body flow like water over the gentle cushions.
Love - bittersweet, irrepressible - loosens my limbs and I tremble.
Once again love drives me on, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet creature against which nothing can be done.
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.