Variant!
When I dream
alone at night
At that time, in
[my] imagination
The specters of
[my] young years stand
Happy and
friendly
The happy murmur of young souls
Rejoices in my heart
As if the wondrous sound is heard
Of a favorite song
A spirited youth
steps forth boldly
Strong with
plenty of fire
Sparks pour from
his eyes
[His] veins burn
with fire
Where they merely appear
They soon awaken enchantment
All the girls willingly send forth
The sky-blue of longing eyes
