Octavian - translations added

Shall I request, my darling, a token of your love?
I wish I could have kept you, but you flew like a dove;
And I don't need the flower that withers in your hair,
I want you to forget me, to leave me sad and bare.

When there was neither death, nor immortality,
Nor seed of light to give life and fertility,
Nor yesterday, today, tomorrow and for ever,
For one was everything and all were one together;

It was as if a gate was opened in the clouds
Through which the dead night's queen emerged in thin, white shrouds.
Oh, sleep in peace among the torches shining bright,
Rest in your bluish tomb and bathe in silver light,

Leave behind your world of sorrow
Give yourself to me and glow,
If you were my love tomorrow
No one in the world would know.

With the curtains pulled together
At my table made of wood
Near the fire burning slowly
I am in a thinking mood.

Out of the waves of time, come up, my love, and shine
With your white marble arms, with your hair, long and fine –
With your translucent face, which is like wax – soft, white,
Which suffers in the shade and cannot sleep at night!

I won't be seeing you again,
Farewell! I'm feeling blue
Too bad I'll have to live in pain
Because of you.

And if the poplars do not sleep
And scratch my window blind
It is because I want to keep
Your pretty face in mind.

Behold! The birds will fly away
And walnut leaves will soon decay,
The rime has made the vineyards numb
Why don't you come, why don't you come?

“Stay with me and quench your fires
For I give you love and thrill,
All your longings and desires
Only I can now fulfill.