Dreaming of rosemary..

This is one of my favourite songs and while i was listening to it in YOUTUBE i found this wonderful translation.
It is called August

Why does the song always have to be sad
like it fell right off my heart
and at this very moment, that I am full of joy
It climbed up to my lips
and smothered me

I love you, but I have no voice to tell you,
and this is an unbearable pain (longing),
I melt in pain, because I feel myself,
that the way we are going is pathless,
and you will tell me to hold it till the end

How can I forget her loose hair
the sand, that was showering me, like a waterfall,
as she was getting close to me, thousands of kisses,
diamonds, she was generously giving to me,
I 'll go, even if it 's for the bad

On what kind of ecstasy, on what kind of magic dance,
such a creature was born (or conceived)
from which distant star the light is coming,
that went to hide in her eyes,
and I am the lucky one who saw it

In her sight a tiny little sky
lightens, clouds, and folds,
but when the night comes, it overflows with light
the August moon rises
and the prison shines from the inside.

How can I forget her loose hair
the sand, that was showering me, like a waterfall,
as she was getting close to me, thousands of kisses,
diamonds, she was generously giving to me,
I 'll go, even if it 's for the bad