Coming with the soft breeze,
who is He who swung the flowers?

At the end of pride and unchecked emotions,
whose sweetness did You take away without asking?

You came and went away without informing me.
How much more charming this is, O Lord!

Your coming announcement
would only have increased curiosity.
This is why You came without informing me,
intoxicating my mind with beauty and colour.

What a new divine game this is,
ever new each moment!
Your love is beyond expectations.
You gave all without expecting anything in return.