Softly, lover, softly
there is no rush so speak slowly.
Ours is the day and the beautiful night,
the sun, the stars, and the moon so bright.
Slowly, dear heart, slowly
let us not give in to temptations so easily.
Let us savor each moment with kisses so light,
lest our touches scorch us and bodies ignite.
Softly, sweetheart, softly
speak softly of our future together perfectly.
Ours is a love that can take flight,
on a tumultuous ride of dizzying height.