Do you still remember,
O my unicorn,
A wondrous night,
Deep in the great woods,
It was I who took you;
I was as wild as you.

Without an arrow, without a dart,
With a single glance
Of my child’s eyes,
I subdued you;
And you came, meek as a fawn,
To stretch out in the grass
At my white feet,
Like my shadow.
Only a virgin could take you.

And now you repose,
O my unicorn,
In this little garden,
By my own hands enclosed
With a hedge of roses,
And all surrounded by boundless Eden.

And I fold my arms,
Around your neck,
My gentle beast, full of grace,
And lean my head against your head,
For fear my voice might wake you.