Come, nights of spring are dying,
but moon of dream isn't gloomy
with clouds of despair yet;
you won’t come,
you won’t come,
I know,

yet sea is not sleeping,
Ship of hope is still sailing
in tides of memory of you!
why isn’t  sea sleeping yet?
why're tides still falling in other tides?
why?

come, stay just for the time,
until the sea rest in peace,
oh come, nights of spring are dying.

Venus

Angles conspired and rain touched petals,
Women jealous’d and men wished with a sigh,
‘nd, yea’ poetry whispered to music,
She’s arrived, oh yeah! She’s arrived,

Finger touched strings and piano whistled,
Music played and poetry danced,
Oh yeah, poetry danced,
She’s arrived, she’s arrived!

What I admire, help me out,
Oh, I've got it! I must say,
Her beauty is God’s handwriting,
Keep her flying higher than height, deeper than depth,
Her smile holds the time’s beat,
Her eyes when up become sunlight;
when down, become moonlight,
Her hairs goldens the sky, ….ah!!!,
How much I admire, still remains less admired,
Help me out,
Oh please, help me out!

What I admire, help me out
Yes, I must claim!
‘You are beautiful, you are beautiful,
You are beautiful, I swear! You are beautiful,
Listen, angles sing, you are beautiful,

A standing ovation,
Oh yeah, a standing ovation,
Human 's bowed, oh look, angles bowed,
Hands clapped, oh feel, hearts greeted,
She’s arrived, oh yeah! She’s arrived,
A Goddess of beauty ‘s arrived,
Oh yeah, Venus ‘s arrived!