And it was Midnight.

Being plunged into the harsh river of love and affairs, she hadn’t awareness of the when and where. The soft wind coming through the windows of the room, her body was zonked and her soul was stoned by, as it was a hyper itself.
She as getting deeper into that fairness river and passing pleasant moments, while inside her vein a coolness was going up and down, was sweltering in high… And that was a dreamy feeling. 

“…And It was almost midnight. the moon was shining through the trees’s leaves and her pale colored face under the dim light of the room was flushed, having been there, in that room, with that one and on that night…”

☆ what is ‘Rawza, Rawza khani’ in English? Any equivalent?