This evening our love can sway,
With the sweetest rhythms,

Sway for instance, with the Starry night,
With our hips like honey,
And undulate vast and intimately,

The mango wind caresses,
In the vineyard and our hems hymn,

This evening we can sway,
With the sweetest rhythms,
I love you as you love me,
And always the moon,
Loves us, even when its blue,

Through blue and rose evenings,
We can sway with sweet rhythms,
Within our loves caress,
As we kiss one anothers brows,
Between crescent sighs,

You love me as I will always love you,
With crescents,
love, and flowers in our eyes,

This evening we can sway,
With the sweetest rhythms,
Lost within one anothers silhouettes,

To feel the moonlights wine, with you,
Hip within hip,
And hymns sigh within our souls,
Like sweet rain in the vineyard,

Your love is all that matters,
Within my caress,
The evening is chill,
And our love shall keep us warm,

Upon the shore and within the maples,
Nightingales are hymning,
Our love within the soul of the moon,

Our gazes kissing with melodies,
Our love within,
one anothers soul and garden,

The violins of the wind,
Kisses our hems to sway,
And we will always love one another,

The evenings are short,
The shore is long,
Like your hair my love,
The stars sparkle with our infinite love,

Evenings like these,
sway with our sweetest rhythms,
With hymns that sigh,
and moons that glow,
With our love ethereal
Reynaldo Casison