White Moon

White moon… and cold…
and my sweet heart in bold
secluded… secluded…

Your hand, eluded!

White moon, and cold
my sweet heart in bold
secluded…

The vague piano notes…
From the forest an arcane aroma…
And a river, resounded…

My sweet heart in bold,
secluded…!

—Translated by Ilan Stavans