Summer Scent - Schubert’s Serenade

English Translation Gently goes my song’s entreaty Through the night to you Down in the quiet grove Darling come to me Whispering slim treetops rustle In the light of the moon In the light of the moon Will my loving heart hear you Waiting is not love Waiting is not love Hear the nightingales strike Oh, they beseech thee With the sounds of sweet complaints They plead for me They understand the heart’s longing Know love’s sorrow Know love’s sorrow Stir with silver tone