I step out into the garden and let Dew-soaked moon,
Among glittering stars, pour its pale wet light over me,
Same moon, same light touch your face in a land unknown,
In the moonlight I feel your smell, I feel your hand in my hand.

I step into the sea and let rolling waves kiss my feet,
The same waves that kiss your feet in a beach unknown,
In the soft, warm waves I feel your touch caressing my face,
Waves roll back with moonlight taking back my feelings.

Be the moon in the night sky that bathes me with soft light,
Be the gentle waves that roll softly caressing my feet,
As the moon kisses the gentle waves far, far away in the horizon,
Roll into my beach, just to touch my feet before retreating again.