Horses in lace on the window,

gallop in winds of the evening.

My heart runs as well to try to keep you,

you and your powerful arms that are leaving.


I've put the lights behind me one by one,

and the moon is burning low.

the fog is cut in half by this black mane

blown back on my way to your glow.


Lanterns splash the walls with their smoke.

I've made for you a trap here in  the dark.

I aim to fasten your body my lover

like an eye that gets fixed upon a spark.


I've put the lights behind me one by one,

and the moon is burning low.

the fog is cut in half by this black mane

blown back on my way to your glow.


We can't tell the pastures from the stable,

nor through which metropolis we've come.

Still in this confusion I will try for you tonight

and so far when I have fought, I've always won.


I've put the lights behind me one by one,

and the moon is burning low.

the fog is cut in half by this black mane

blown back on my way to your glow.