When I was a child you had appeared to me on one May moonlit night in verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook Three as equals in Greece and modesty Queens of three full of majesty in verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook You stepped toward me in gropes floating likeness I as your child you enticed me to your proud breast I am drawn close the dying afternoons light in my clenched hands your bosom white upon your fluid for manna I grate flee field When I was a child you had appeared to me on one May moonlit night in verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook Three as equals in Greeks and modesty Queens of three full of majesty in verdant meadow on bank of the limpid brook