War and Love/Nights of Love
NIGHTS OF LOVE
O the nights of love,The nights of close long kisses,Of the passionate clasping of two bodiesSo delighted with poignant touch;O the nights of warm adoration,Of the meeting of breasts and hands,Of the joining of flesh with flesh;O the nights when the world was abolished,When the city outside was forgettenWhen the moon seemed not to shineAnd nothing endured but our love;O the nights of peace after love,Of sleep with her head on my arm,Of our breathing mingled as one;O the nights that were day too soon,When we hated the light of the sunThat severed our amorous flesh;O the nights when we needed no God,When we needed no helper, no friend,When we needed no good upon earth;O nights I shall never forget,You will sweeten the harshness of death,You will thrill the last beat of my heart,You will sooth my last moan into praise.