The sky was full of stars
Gentle flowing breeze,
Fireflies glow in the dark
Excited mind and heart.

Hoping for the moon
In what tone do I need to call,
In the sweet fragrance of Cestrum nocturnum
The window is widely open.

The sun lean to the west
The game of light and darkness goes on,
The game of clouds is going on in the sky
Time passes by chasing them.

The day covers within the night
Calls across the border,
Swinging in the thirsty soul
A newer appeal.