Venus' bright light is flashing softly in the sky
Behind the streams of clouds and July days as they pass by;
And one more day that I recall a smile fair and kind
Oh, what a kiss would I bestow-
   on those lips I know-
   the very lips that spread so wide.

August is upon me and the silence still remains
And littered in between the stars are clouds that carry rain;
Love is just a far cry out into the empty space
Oh, but the love I could bestow-
   if only he could know
   my very heart and my embrace.