The honey of romance, so sweet for us
Through swaying grass [bad word] in arms, just us
The honey of romance, our treat to us
These arms I fold around you.
It's just us.

Your charms so rare
My flesh laid bare
In arms we dare

I will kiss her mouth and her dark eyes
Lose myself freely in her dark eyes
Fall right through her soul, her mind, her skies

Our limbs entwined [bad word] our minds
It's hope we find

The red lips of her mouth - they call to me

Her mind is mine
Her flesh my kind
Warm, soft, smooth, mine!

I lack for nought
Her mind [bad word] my thoughts

Entering the dark, so close, entwined
We drift away to nothing
And no-one will find