Who are You,
who came that sweet night,
creating a heaven in my dream?

With a sweet face, with sweet feet
and the sweetest flute sound?

You came to me in the moonlit night
with light and incense.
You filled my eyes
with Your ever-new song.

When I awoke,
the southern wind was blowing,
carrying the fragrance of sandalwood
and a touch of sadness.

The reflection of the face
with the incomparable smile,
lingers on in each and every atom.