The spring, which is hidden in the forest, murmurs softly. The wind rustles softly in the trees. Softly we whisper in our ears how much we enjoy this moment, which is meant just for the two of us.
The sun sends its rays over the lake Millstätter See. Surrounded by gentle mountain ridges lies the shimmering surface of the water. A rowboat slides to the south shore. Tomorrow we will do the same and take a rowboat and a picnic basket and set out for a secluded bay.
At night we will watch the starry night, count shooting stars and think of secret wishes which we cannot tell.