Upon the viewers of the sun, of glittering of gold,
Silently, the independence of thoughts, my heart you stole.
Looking into the innocence of your countenance, there’s none to compare.
Deep in my heart, you will always share.
As the trees guarded the soul of the forest fields,
Close to your silhouette, in moonlight room, we’ll yield.
For the lovers of the air, will always be found in a pair,
Wrapped around my arms, I’ll take you in my care.
And like the streams of the enchanted river water flows,
Bringing to mind, your purest of soul, as white as snow.