Ständchen

Softly my songs plead
Through the night to you
Down into the quiet grove
Darling, come to me!

Whispering slender treetops rustle
In the moonlight
The traitor's hostile eavesdropping
Do not fear, my dear

Do you hear the nightingales singing?
Ah! They plead to you
With the sweet sounds of their lament
They plead for me

They understand the longing of the heart
Know the pain of love
Stir with their silvery tones
Every tender heart

Let your chest also be moved
Darling, hear me!
Trembling, I await you!
Come, make me happy!