The stars were rolling
As the waves of seas
That night overtakes
Bewitches with his spells
O this night be a night
Of spells and magic
Hear the breeze herself
She sings verses tragic
For the consummate delight
Of stars of the white light
Of fauns and nymphs dancing
Dancing on the green lawn bright
The stars were rolling
A night as this
Fit for his Sophocles and his harp
For Homer and his lyre
Fit by the roar of the Aegean
As the waves of seas
That night overtakes
Bewitches with his spells
O this night be a night
Of spells and magic
Hear the breeze herself
She sings verses tragic
For the consummate delight
Of stars of the white light
Of fauns and nymphs dancing
Dancing on the green lawn bright
The stars were rolling
We must not tell, we must
Not tell
What we saw in the night
To-night
The stars shone blinding bright
At times
At times
They somewhat fainted
Into the azure black curtain
That Night himself had painted
For
As the waves of seas
That night overtakes
Bewitches with his spells
O this night be a night
Of spells and magic
Hear the breeze herself
She sings verses tragic
For the consummate delight
Of stars of the white light
Of fauns and nymphs dancing
Dancing on the green lawn bright
The stars were rolling
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem