When I was a child you had appeared to me
on one May moonlit night
in verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook
Three as equals in Greece and modesty
Queens of three full of majesty
in verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook

You stepped toward me in gropes floating likeness
I as your child
you enticed me to your proud breast
I am drawn close the dying afternoons light
in my clenched hands your bosom white
upon your fluid for manna I grate flee field

When I was a child you had appeared to me
on one May moonlit night
in verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook
Three as equals in Greeks and modesty
Queens of three full of majesty
in verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook