Night Dream About Juliana
The dream is gone
It went with the night
And has left as in engraving,
Fresh joy to my soul
But of the memories [of dream] therein,
like of the days is unending.
On that night
has never before,
even Juliana,
When the strongest cord
of love bound us together
I loving her unto the uttermost
Blessing the night that I found her
Feeling every moment around her
Have stayed,
on my mind,
my lady of my dream.