Amémonos

I sought my soul eagerly with your soul
I sought the virgin that my forehead
Gently touched with her lips
In the feverish insomnia of love

I sought the pale and beautiful woman
Who visits me in dreams since childhood
To share my affection with her
To share my pain with her

As in the sacred solitude of the temple
Without seeing God, one feels His presence
I sensed your existence in the world
And like God, I adored you without seeing you

Let's love each other, my love, in this world
Where so many tears are shed
The tears that are shed perhaps by those who love each other
Have a certain blessing

To love is to soak the mind
In the fragrance of the lost Eden
To love is to love, is to carry wounded
With a celestial dart the heart

It is to touch the thresholds of glory
It is to see your eyes, to hear your voice
It is, in the soul, to carry the firmament
And it is to die at your feet in adoration