I whisper my secret
to the wandering air –
The name of her whom I so long to name:
My lissome love, my beauty past compare.
I whisper my longings to the wandering air:
“Go swift to her, winds, caress her velvet hair,
Breathe kisses, and set her heart aflame!”
I whisper my secret to the wandering air –
The name of her whom I so long to name.
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