I am in your arms, please keep the watch.
Between the trees I see shadows, rifles. 
Between us there is light and love.

Iam rose blown by your perfumed 
Wind. My gazelle of matchless beauty. 
Your face calls and comes and settles
At the spring of my waterfall.

The moon so lovely calls; so soothing.
I sleep in your arms darling, keep the watch
I yet hear the barking of wolves.