When she longs for a lovely breeze
and sheds her shyness to express her heart,
ne\'er shalt I be even remotely reluctant
amidst the rush of her pleas.
Whilst I listen to her favourite minstrelsy
setting aside all my earthly works
to embrace those precious moments
that might bring her the sought ecstasy.
O Time! I plead thou to slow your pace
for tis the time to love.
Let us make the most of this moment
as we shalt unite in a tender embrace.